Saddie could not believe what she was hearing. The man that got the witch thing started was the man who murderer her family years ago.

"Don’t worry Saddie. We will take care of him," Adam said. "Right now we need to get out of here. You will have to help me get Jason."

Saddie shook her head. "The basement! The basement has a window. We can go out the window!"

"Lead the way," Adam said as he basically dragged his brother along with him to allow Saddie to open the door and show the way to the basement.

They quickly hurried down into the darkness of the damp cool cellar. The coolness felt great to Adam after feeling the intense heat of the fire upstairs. Saddie led them to a small window. She looked to her side and spotted her father’s old hammer. She picked it up and struck the glass. After clearing away the glass along the side of the window she stepped back.

"Oh no you don’t! You are not going to---" the voice said as it was cut off. Saddie quickly ran to the window and saw another figure holding the man down.

"Here! Take my hand!" another figure shouted to her and put his hand through the window. Saddie quickly went back to Adam.

"We need to get Jason out of here first!" Saddie said as she grabbed Jason by the other should and helped haul him to the hand in the window. By now Jason was semi-conscious. As Jason was pulled through the window, Adam got Saddie ready to go through the window. However, Saddie stepped back.

"I have to go and get something. Don’t wait on me!" Saddie said as she quickly gave him a short kiss on the lips and ran back upstairs.

"No!" Adam called out, but he felt a strong hand grab him by the arm and pull him back towards the window. He turned around to face his father. ‘I have to go and get her!"

"NO! You will be killed. We will get her now take my hand!" His father screamed over the flames.

"I can’t leave her in here!" Adam yelled back, but the grasp of his father’s hand on his arm would not let him go any further.

"I am not letting go! You either come through this window or I will come in there after you!" His father bellowed back. Adam was torn. He did not want to endanger his father, but he wanted to get Saddie out safely too. He knew that he had to make a decision, and begrudgingly he chose his father.

Adam soon felt the coolness of the night when he was hauled out of the house and placed next to his brother. Jason was coming to a little more, but was still groggy. Jason was having coughing fits as Adam held him up so he could breathe better during the spasms. Adam sat and watched as his father waited and called for Saddie, but there was no response. James had the man who started the fire on the ground in handcuffs.

Suddenly, the house quivered and let out a loud groan. Then the whole house collapsed into the basement in a huge ball of flame. Mr. Kramer turned back towards his sons. All of them knew that there was no way that Saddie could have survived the fire.

Carl Kramer looked at his younger son as tears filled Adams eyes, "I am sorry. I never saw her again after she left the window."

Adam just sat there quietly. He felt a deep sense of guilt. He thought about everything that they should have done. Then Saddie would have been alive.

"Adam, don’t beat yourself up about this. You did everything you could," Mr. Kramer said looking over his older son, who was now able to breathe a little better. "You saved Jason and I am grateful for that."

But I didn’t save everyone, Adam thought in his head. Then his sadness turned to rage when James walked the man over to where they were sitting. Before anyone could react, Adam barged over to the man and tackled him to the ground. He threw one punch, "That is for killing Saddie!"

Then Adam threw another punch, "That is for almost killing my brother!"

Before Adam could throw another punch to the already beaten up man, James grabbed his arm and threw him back. "That is enough Adam! I will make sure he pays for his actions."

Adam thought for a moment and looked at James. James always stuck by his word. So Adam went back over to check on his brother. He heard a siren and then saw the reflections of the red and blue lights on the trees along with the glow of headlights.

A man dressed in a sheriff’s outfit came running into sight.

"What happened?" He shouted at he drew nearer to the group. Adam and Mr. Kramer told him the whole story, but the man stood there mystified.

"I understand what you are saying, but there is one part that I do not quite understand. You said that you was with a girl named Saddie?" the sheriff asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Saddie Collins. She said she was from Creola and that this was her parent’s house," Adam replied.

"Yeah, Saddie’s parents did own this house before they were murdered and Saddie did live in Creola," the sheriff said with a weird tone.

"What do you mean by ‘did’?" Adam asked. He could tell that something was up by the way the sheriff way acting.

"I don’t know how to tell you this, but I have been the sheriff here for 25 years. I was here when the Collins family was killed and I remember Saddie very well. But a year ago she died in a house fire along with her aunt. They lived in Creola and I even was there for that too. She was a very beautiful and sweet girl with great psychic abilities, just like her mother," the sheriff said. "But she died in that fire."

"Do you have proof of that?" Adam said. " I know what I saw. She was here. You can ask him. Why would he be trying to kill her if she was already dead."

"Well, son," The sheriff elaborated. "Mr. Conley Hawk here was a suspect in the murder because he claimed that Mr. Collins stole Mrs. Collins form him. When he could not break their marriage up and after the births of their children, he could not stand his jealousy. We figured that he was the murderer, but we could not prove it. Now with your testimony, we can."

"But he saw Saddie! You never answered all of my questions, sheriff?" Adam continued. He was totally confused because he knew that he had been with and even kissed Saddie.

"He has always gotten the other men in the town all in a tizzy over Saddie. Now I know why, it was his guilty conscious. He claimed that Saddie was still alive and he was going to prove it. But we found her remains in the fire. She is buried on the family plot along with her aunt in the family cemetery just behind the house," the sheriff said in response to Adam’s question. "He was afraid that since she was psychic like her mother, that she would eventually find out the truth behind their killings."

"Well, no matter what went on here. The fact is that this man tried to murder my sons and he confessed to the murder of the Collins family," Mr. Kramer added. He was mystified by the events of that evening as well, but chose to stick by what needed to be done.

"I guarantee you that Mr. Hawk will be dealt with harshly," the sheriff said as he led the man to his car, followed by Mr. Kramer and James.

"Where is that cemetery at sir?" Adam called out to the sheriff.

"Right behind the house. Here you will need my flashlight to see better," The sheriff responded and handed him his own flashlight.

"Do you feel like coming?" Adam said as he turned towards his brother.

"Yeah, just help me along," Jason said as Adam reached down and helped Jason to the back area of the house.

Just as the sheriff had said, there was a small family cemetery among the weeds. They walked past the graves of Jacob and Martha Collins as well as their seven-year-old daughter, Maggie Anne Collins. All three graves had very old flowers by them. Then they walked to the next two tombstones and they gasped. One said Alice Collins while the other one read Salem "Saddie" Marie Collins. Their date of death was exactly one year ago to the date. Saddie was sixteen years old then and the stone had a picture both her and her aunt on it. Both boys could barely believe their eyes when they saw Saddie’s picture. It was the same girl that they had just talked to earlier. Neither brother said a word as they walked back down to the rest of the group.

"I had better get Jason to a doctor to have him checked out," Mr. Kramer said to the sheriff.

"I will take you to Doc Williams. He can check the both of them out. I will also have Harvey come out and get your van," the sheriff replied. "Just meet me at the station."

"Thank you, we will be along soon," Mr. Kramer answered. Then he turned to Adam.

"Do you still have those papers?"

"They are in the van. I will go and get them. I need to walk to clear my senses," Adam said, as he started down the drive. "Just meet me down there."

Adam could not believe what had happened. He wondered if it was all an illusion or if he really had net Saddie. He could not wait to talk to Jason after he was feeling better. Jason was not one to believe in the supernatural, but Adam had his doubts. He knew what he had seen and he knew that he could not have dreamed up Saddie Collins. He approached the van and opened the door to get his father’s papers. He was not prepared for what he saw in the driver’s seat in the van. There in the seat was a note along with a small carousel.

He quickly turned on his inside light and read the note.

Dearest Adam,

Thank you for helping me discover the truth about my family’s murder. I can now be free from my own mind. I can never repay you for your kindness, but I hope you will accept my small token of gratitude. Please remember that you will always be welcome here and you are my friend for eternity.

Love and peace,

Saddie