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In the evening, Jack and Laura called Amy and Nick to the living room.
"Listen, both of you, today some clergy members came and confirmed that the small door in our house and the old tree are both problematic. From now on, you are not allowed to go near that area, understand?" Jack said seriously.
Amy and Nick looked at each other, Amy biting her lower lip tightly, and finally said, "Okay, Dad."
Nick also nodded, but there was an indescribable emotion in their eyes, a mixture of fear, curiosity, and a hint of reluctance.
At this moment, in the world outside the old tree, Jis stood quietly at the door of the Puppet family, his blue eyes staring into the distance, as if waiting for something. In his eyes, there was a hint of almost imperceptible sadness and disappointment.
However, no one knew that all of this was just a superficial calm, and a much larger storm was silently approaching.
A few days later, Jack hired professional demolition workers to prepare to remove that strange door. They arrived at the old tree and tried to dismantle it with various tools. But no matter how hard they tried, the door seemed to be integrated with the tree trunk and could not be separated.
"How...how is this possible?" The workers were astonished and speechless.
Just then, Amy and Nick walked over. Amy looked at the door and couldn't help but take a deep breath. She knew that this matter was far from over.
"Dad, it's okay if we can't take it down. We can find another way." Amy's tone was firm, as if she had already made some kind of decision.
Jack looked at Amy, then at the non-removable door, and finally sighed, "Maybe you're right. We need to find another way to solve this problem."
The next evening, everyone gathered around the dining table. Mother Laura and father Jack prepared an exquisite dinner, with mouth-watering roast chicken and golden cornbread placed on the table.
Ever since learning about her child's description of puppet world, mother Laura has blamed herself for not spending enough time with her child and for not cooking more elaborate meals. As a result, the recent meals, whether breakfast, afternoon tea, or dinner, have been particularly sumptuous, and Laura can only pray that her children won't disappear into thin air again.
"Kids, how was your day today?" Laura asked, with a big smile on her face.
"Not bad, Mom," Amy replied, but her eyes seemed to be lost in thought.
"Have you met the new neighbors?" Jack asked curiously.
Nick and Amy glanced at each other, then Amy replied, "Yes, we met Mr. Alan, Mr. Michelle, and Mr. Francis. They are all very interesting people."
Laura happily said, "Oh, that's great! It's always wonderful to meet new friends."
Jack added, "But remember to be careful, adapting to a new environment always takes some time."
After dinner, Amy and Nick retreated to their own room. Amy sat on the edge of the bed, opened her notebook, which contained all her observations and feelings about the world behind that mysterious door.
"Nick, come take a look at this," Amy called out.
Nick walked over, glanced at the notes in the notebook, and then asked, "Is this your record of that puppet world?"
"Yes, I'm trying to analyze the behavior patterns and environment of those puppets," explained Amy.
"Uh, that's a wise thing to do," Nick agreed. "But we should first ask ourselves if we should go there again."
Amy pondered for a moment and then said, "You're right, Nick. We should be more cautious."
At that moment, their phones vibrated with a text message from an unknown number: "Dear Amy and Nick, we look forward to your return. - Jis"
"It seems like our problem has just been solved," Amy said with a serious expression.
Nick nodded solemnly, "Yes, we can't let them just pull us in like this. There must be something here that we don't know yet."
"Of course, we can't be careless like before," Amy said decisively.
Several days have passed, and on the surface, Amy and Nick's lives remain unchanged. However, beneath this calm exterior, both of them carry indescribable pressure in their hearts.
"Hi, Amy, you seem a bit distracted lately," Nick said to Amy at the dinner table.
Amy put down her utensils, her eyes looking a bit unfocused. "You too, Nick."
"Um, that door... and puppet world," Nick said in a low voice.
"Me too. Every time I walk past that door, I feel a strange attraction, as if some indescribable force is calling out to me," Amy searched for the right words to describe her feelings.
"I feel the same way, but I'm afraid something bad might happen there." Nick showed a worried expression.
At that moment, Amy suddenly received an emergency call from the school. After listening, she hurriedly said to Nick, "I have to go, you go ahead and eat first."
"What happened?" Nick asked in confusion.
"The school has some minor issues, I have to go there for a while." Amy casually said, picked up her bag and left.
After leaving the house, Amy didn't head towards the school, but instead returned home and walked up to that mysterious door. As if it had a premonition, the door opened once again.
This time, the world behind the door is a bit different. Not only is Jis waiting there for her, but there are also other Puppet family members, all wearing kind and gentle smiles on their faces.
"Amy, come here. We need you," Jis said gently, his golden hair swaying in the breeze, the light in his blue eyes shining brighter than ever.
The puppet boy, who had always made her heart flutter, now seemed even more charming than before, but Amy felt that something was off.
"No, I can't go..." Amy's heart hesitated. She was very clear that once she stepped through that door, it might mean she could never come back.
Jis seemed a little disappointed, but still respected her choice. "Okay, if you change your mind, we will always welcome you back."
The door quietly closed, and Amy felt a sudden chill.
The rejection this time made Amy feel guilty and confused. She began to ask herself if she had made the right choice.
As her brother, Nick, although not fully understanding the situation, could also sense a certain uneasiness lingering in the house.
Amy returned to her room, feeling very heavy-hearted. She picked up her phone, wanting to talk to Nick about it, but ultimately gave up.
"No, this matter is too strange. I can't let Nick get involved," she said to herself in her heart.
"However, if I don't go, what will they do? I'm worried that all of this will turn into a disaster." Amy The more she thought about it, the more stressed she felt.
She stood in front of the window in her room, gazing at the shining trees under the moonlight. "What will happen if I don't go?"
She thought to herself, a kind of indescribable unease took hold of her heart. At that moment, her phone suddenly rang, it was a message from Nick.
"You seem a little off, do you need to talk?" Nick's message was simple but thoughtful.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired," Amy responded, but her inner feelings were quite different.
Nick looked at the phone screen, feeling puzzled. He remembered that his sister was always straightforward and direct, not one to be so ambiguous.
In order to clarify things, he decided to talk to his parents.
Jack gently pushed the half-open door to Jack and Laura's room and walked in. He found his parents sitting side by side on the bed, Jack was flipping through a mysterious and very old-looking book, while Laura was gazing out the window, as if contemplating something.
"What are you guys doing?" Nick broke the silence.
Jack looked up and smiled, "Oh, this book? Just some old stories, but quite interesting."
Laura turned around and said to Nick, "Nick, have you noticed anything different at home recently?"
Nick nodded, "I have. Especially that door and the big tree, there's a strange atmosphere about them."
"That tree... is not just an ordinary tree," Jack suddenly said seriously, "It has its own will, I can feel it."
Nick was at a loss for words for a moment, finding it hard to believe. But seeing the expressions on his parents' faces made it impossible for him not to believe.
Back in the room, Amy decided to approach the door again, unable to bear any more unease and confusion. As she reached for the doorknob, she suddenly heard a voice.
"Don't go, Amy." It was Nick's voice, standing at one end of the hallway, looking serious.
Amy suddenly turned her head, her eyes meeting Nick's gaze.
At that moment, she felt the indescribable worry in Nick's heart, which made her start to reconsider the choice she was about to make.
"Nick, how...how did you know I was here?"
"I saw your expression and knew you would definitely come back here. Amy, I'm worried about you."
At this moment, Amy finally noticed that Nick was holding a small wooden box. He opened the box, inside was an old silver necklace with a woman's portrait.
"This is what I found in the world behind that door before. I don't know whose it is, but I feel like it might have some special meaning." Nick explain.
"Do you also feel it's better not to go there?"
"Yes, and I have a feeling that the place is not as simple as we imagine."
Amy was shocked, the Nick in front of her was different from the one in her memory. He was no longer the little brother who always followed her around, but a mature teenager with independent thinking and judgment.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Amy ultimately decided to give up on opening that door.
Nick smiled gently, but also revealed a hint of fatigue, "Thank you, Amy sister. I was really worried that you would get hurt."
"I'm worried about you too, Nick. Not just you, but also Dad and Mom, and those strange neighbors. Everything has become so unbelievable since we moved to this place." said Amy.
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