"Mom, it's okay. Everything will be fine. Let's just wait. We'll ask the old woman after she finishes the ritual."
Mrs. Ellsworth nodded. "Okay."
Waiting outside, every moment felt like an eternity. The RUMBLE of thunder roared in their ears, one clap after another. Soon, a torrential downpour began, and the wind was so strong it felt like it could blow them away.
The wind carried the rain, and the rain rode the wind. The mother and son were soaked to the bone.
When Ethan Ellsworth checked his phone, it was already nine o'clock. Chloe had been inside for two hours.
The longer they waited, the more anxious Mrs. Ellsworth became.
Just as the two of them were about to rush inside to see what was happening, the old woman appeared at the door. Her aged voice was still resonant. "You can come in now."
Mrs. Ellsworth and Ethan Ellsworth quickly ran into the house.
