<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Hugh_jackman1_300_400.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Name: Jack</span></span><br/><hr/><br/>Jack, still sitting in the van, watched as his daughter barged off and entered the house. "Great! Just Great! This is all on you Helen..The old house is still for sale..all I have to do is call and we can go home..this isn't home..you are so hell bent that I am doing something wrong and all I have done is work to give you and the kids a home and you strip me of that and buy....that!" Jack looked on as the neighbor stopped, looked at the van and then to Helen and David, but didn't see the realitor.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/58/Evan-peters-photo-1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Name: Peter</span></span><br/><hr/><br/>"Have car troubles?" He asked as he smiled at the two, then looked to the guy in the van. "There nothing in that place, but town folklore..I'd suggest getting her out of there before she hurts herself..no one goes in there and comes out alive." Peter looked at the house then to Helen again. "Hollow Manor is not a proper home..all it's good for is Halloween tales and cheap rent for the neighbors."