Mara dad 2 sa 3 years ka baad ghar ata hayin. Or ghar main hum 2 log he hayin. Middle class family… Wasa ya stories par kar maree neyat bahan par wa...a he kharab thee magar mujha kaya pata tha main usa chodna ka sath sath vo mujha be choda gee. Mom & sister ikathee sotee hayin. Or mai apna room main. Hamara ghar ka mahol kafi khula khula hai, koe itnee rok tok nahi, sab khul kar baat karta hayin. Mai aik raat movie dakh raha tha late night, achanak maree nazar mom ka room par paree jis ki light. One thing was certain though. I would have to be on the lookout for danger tomorrow night. I trusted Samuel enough to know he would have my back. But my record suggested that red Luna nights were very eventful for me. I would love nothing more than to have a peaceful night of patrol tomorrow and then begin my plans to reveal the identity of the traitor.The next day was spent in silent anticipation. I went by Samuel’s gym, eager to catch up with him after the events of our last patrol together.. At that time a number of people feltthat the story needed to be fleshed out some more. I had originallyconceived of the story as a campfire ghost story, and the original versionof the story represented that concept. I hope you will enjoy this revisedand expanded version. Thank you to Jennifer Brock and Scott Ramsey for your always helpfuladvice.Kristy---Jeffrey put the last of his boxes down in his new room. He looked around.His bed, nightstand, dresser and desk had already been setup by. Chris introduced me to his wife, Sharon and told her we were just stopping in for a beer. Sharon said to grab one for her as well and invited me to sit with her while Chris went for the beers. We sat and talked for a while, they wanted to know about my job and I told them that it was a pretty flexible position, because I usually spent my weekends there they would pay me for 40 hrs and give me vacation time as well. We talked about other things as well…. Chris got up to get.