Shaking my head, I turned to head back inside. "I'm going to get another sweater out of my bag. I'm freezing. Be right back." And I headed inside, upstairs to the dorm room, where my bag sat on the bottom bunk of one of the beds closest to the window. I pulled out one of my thicker sweaters, and pulled it on over top of my other sweater. I was just pulling it down when the floor in the hall creaked, and I looked up, expecting to see someone there. But I didn't. It creeped me out, so I just hurried up and ran off downstairs, rejoining the others on the porch. Wordlessly, I shoved my hands into the front pocket, staring out across the lake at the new house in the fading sunset. Then finally, "Was anyone else upstairs just now?"