"Mabel, maybe this isn't a good idea." I started. "Relax fellow twin games victor, I'm 99.9% sure we're safe." Mabel responded. "Whatever, but I'm nervous, we don't know who this guy is, it could be Bill!" I hissed. My sister looked at me, shot out her tongue and kept walking towards the corner of the street. "Real mature!" I sneered. "I created being mature." Mabel shot back. She pushed me forward a bit to the door of a familiar house. "Have we been here before?" I asked Mabel who shook her head. "Nah." I walked up the driveway and Mabel trudged behind me. "We shoulda let Ford and Stan win." She murmured. "I know. They can handle themselves. Look at my noodle arms!" She started to laugh. The door creeped open. No sight of anyone. I took a step forward. And found myself inside the house. Mabel traced my steps and found herself in there to. Whoosh! The door slammed and locked. And a familiar blue flame stood in the corner of the room. The figure smiles a crooked smile with sharp teeth. "Hello Pinetree." Bill sneered. He snapped his fingers. Mabel was I gulped in blue flame. "Leave her alone!" I shouted. "Than give me it,"