She looked down curiously at tiny little footsteps in the dust under his bed.
"What is that?" Judy said as she squinted and leaned down closer. "Are those footprints?"
She thought they might be from a mouse, but they looked very much like miniature human footprints as if a tiny person had been walking on the floor. She followed the path they made to the bed. Then, she laid on her chest to look under Jim's bed. There was not much under there except for dust and a pair of old shoes, but the footprints seemed to lead directly to the shoes.
"Hello?" Judy said, feeling only slightly foolish talking to her brother's old shoes. "Is there someone there?"
There was no reply.
Judy grabbed the nearest shoe and pulled it to her. When she looked inside...