the hairs on my arms are still standing on ends , but theres something odd about the ghosts . each has had consequences , some more severe than others . on the heels of its roar came many screams . i pull my hands away , smooth her dress back into place , and grin at her . he squeezed me with his arms . are there any other comments or alternatives to be discussed ? thomas parked the car and stepped into the cool air , heading for his brother 's front door . i never did anything to stop it . 