The last time we saw Andy, he was getting worried about his friends and decided to wait until the end of the day...
It was the last period of the day, which was Math.
This is so weird! Jordan and Jake haven't come back and left no trace of leaving. I wondered what happened. thought Andy.
"... And that concludes our lesson. Your homework will be pages 201, numbers 15 and 16, page 203 numbers 3 and 4, and 204 numbers 5 and 6. Please pack up. The bell rings in 2 minutes."
I should go and visit them, to make sure they are okay. thought Andy.
At Jordan's house...
"WHAT. THE. WHAT. HAPPENED?!?!?!?!?!?!" screamed Andy.
What Andy saw was not Jordan's house, but ashes. There was no people, there was no backyard, there was nothing. Andy was so mortified, that he dropped to his knees and started to cry, but only for a few minutes, before he remembered about Jake.
I have to get there quick! Maybe his isn't burnt! thought Andy, already halfway there. It was like his body had a mind of it's own, but the same thoughts as his mind did.
At Jake's house...
Yup. Andy was right. Jake's house wasn't burnt down. It was... broken. There were splints of concrete everywhere. All furniture was just sticks and little pieces of cloth. There was nothing left, but the little pieces of the house. The house was still technically there, just not to be lived in.
Andy was dumbfounded. It looked like the house has been through a shredder a few times, over and over again, until there were little tiny shreds of it. There was still no people.
Andy was silent.
Who could've done this? thought Andy. Wait, what about MY house?
Andy quickly ran to his house. It was still there. It just had something painted on it. The paint wrote (in red bloodish letters) BEWARE ANDY! MORE THINGS WILL BE TAKEN IF I DONT GET WHAT I WANT.
Andy then blacked out.
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