l u n a A new family had moved in, and Luna didn't like it. This meant that she and her siblings would have to hide. They would be confined to the basement or attic, or the woods around the large house that had been built for them. Luna did not appreciate having to hide in her own home. Besides, no one had lived in that house for ten years. That family had left when they got sick of Bailey's wailing. Who could blame them? Luna had brought her sister out to the woods to explore because she couldn't stand the chattering of the new family. Georgie, who still had the mentality of an eight year old, was highly intrigued by a birds nest in the tree she had climbed. Luna sat against a tree, corporeal, because she didn't like being a ghost. That was when she heard it. Crunch. Someone was in the woods.