As the little boy was screaming suddenly was there was a deep voice and when Dana looked back there was a long rifle. When she heard a metallic sound coming from it she froze because she didn't want to die from saving a little boys life. Before she knew it her vision blurred and was kneeling in the living room, wet and muddy and on the opposite side of where she had vanished.
Dana and her husband were settled ready to eat dinner when she starts to feel dizzy and nauseous again. She tried holding onto the table but it disappeared, as well as the chair beneath her.
Now she was on a small bed. In front of her stood a boy who seemed to be Rufus but older now. The boy seemed to be in trouble,fire had been transferred to draperies from a stick he was holding. She reacted fast once again and threw the draperies out the window. Later on she finds that the boy is Rufus and he is about three-four years older now.