"I heard it first. Footsteps. They were faint, and not localized in any particular area, but they were footsteps. The sound was like an echo from very far away. If they were the kind of footsteps I believed them to be, they were coming from very far away, indeed. A chilly wind blew past me and Jasper barked, which woke Deanna, who was by my side in an instant. "Did you hear it, Mike? Sometimes there's a cold." No sooner had she spoken than an icy breeze touched the back of my neck, as if someone standing behind me had exhaled. But no one was behind me. At least no one I could see. Deanna shivered and I knew she'd felt it too. The faint noises were everywhere and nowhere. The footsteps stopped, replaced by a different sound."