but sadly he drowned. I was taken aback by the scene: on the one hand, I had survived, but on the other hand, our dog had sacrificed himself for my life.
Joey had been trying to run to me all this time, but only when Bo drowned, the door somehow magically unjammed.
‘Alison are you alright? I heard you screaming… The attic door was stuck, and I couldn’t get out… I was trapped… What happened?’ frantically asked Joey as he was running from the house.