"WHAT?" me and Tiffany shivered at the same time.
"I'm not gonna tell you." the man laughed. This guy was really getting on my nerves, plus he was kinda creepy.
"Tell us." I demanded. I wasn't shivering anymore.
"Nope, your not in control of me."
"Okay, your weird we get it. But who are you, a murderer or my father?" Krista spoke up. She'd been so silent I'd forgotten she was with us.
"Don't push him." Tiffany said strictly, while pushing Krista back behind herself.
"Well, we need an answer." Krista's sqeaky voice was barely heard from behind Tiffany's back.
"Okay, I'm one."