“Grace and Vincent grabbed Claire before she hit the floor. Everything had been fine until she had stepped across the threshold of the house. Before her foot hit the floor, Claire began screaming and did not stop until she passed out. “I warned you,” Grace told Quince, who came to assist them. “Take her upstairs please.” “Are you sure she will be alright up there?” Quince asked. “We can only hope. That was the worst I’ve ever seen. Now that she’s inside the house, hopefully she will be able to handle it. Just in case, we’ll keep an eye on her. What other choice do we have?” Grace asked looking at the storm brewing outside. Vincent and Quince carried Claire upstairs. Ethan still sat on the sofa, a stunned look on his face. “That was crazy. She’s crazy,” Ethan stared straight ahead, still shocked. “Don’t ever say that again. You…