Dead Souls Page #3

to be selling it tomorrow.

If I wasn't mistaken,

that would be your way

of telling me I had to leave.

Kind of... sorry.

No worries.

Whatever.

- No, wait, slow down.

- No, thanks.

Do you have a name?

I'm not a stray cat.

Of course I have a name.

Well, what is it?

- Emma.

- Emma, I'm Johnny.

I'm sure you are.

So, you've been living here?

- You can say that.

- Why?

It's been abandoned for years,

I didn't think anyone would mind.

What, did you run away

or something?

Something.

Do you have anywhere to go?

All right, enough.

- What?

- With the questions, okay?

I'm sorry, I didn't expect

anybody to be here.

Well, I'm leaving, so you can go ahead

and pretend like it never happened.

Emma.

What?

Would you mind showing me

around the place before you take off?

I think you can handle it yourself.

Please?

I'd really appreciate it.

I suppose.

Guess we'll start

with the basement.

I saw some bulbs

down there a while back.

So, how long have you been here?

I don't know, a day or two.

Watch your step.

I didn't think I'd witness the return

of the prodigal son, though.

What are you talking about?

You're the long lost Conroy, right?

Wait, you know who I am?

The whole town knows

who you are.

Or at least they think they do.

Why do they know about me?

Again with the questions.

Hey, Johnny.

- Sorry.

- Relax.

I was probably gonna be here

for a few more hours,

if you wanted to stick around.

I don't know.

To be honest,

I could use the company.

I don't really know anybody

around here.

Guess I don't have

anything else to do.

Don't tell me there's somebody else

staying here too.

No.

Is there anybody up here?

The upstairs is empty.

Looks like the door blew open.

Oh.

Johnny...

do you believe in ghosts?

You should see

your face right now.

Ohh.

Emma.

Hey.

You can smoke in the house

if you want to.

- I don't care.

- Shut up, I don't smoke.

Give me a push.

Have you been in the barn?

Gross, no.

Just looking at it gives me tetanus.

So, what are you going to do

when you sell this place?

Probably head back to the city,

finish school.

Maybe use the money

to go to college.

You're from New York?

Yeah, born and raised.

Well, raised.

Don't you love it?

You know, I honestly

never got out much,

aside seeing

in school and church.

Jesus, why the hell

do you want to go back?

I don't know.

Guess I always thought

I'd eventually have to.

If I were you, I'd just pick up

and start over.

New town, new place,

new name.

New everything.

Is that what you did?

Come on.

Where?

You said you wanted

to see the barn, right?

It's locked from the inside.

I think I can get in

from the top.

- You comin'?

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