Zach Hill shakes him out of the land of dreams with an urgent, "MC! MC! Come on bro, you have to get up!"

He was awake as fuck now! He sees Zach Hill above him looking down at him, his friend's bright green eyes filled with fear. "Zachy, what's going on!" If his best friend Zach was scared, something really bad must have happened, and he had opened the little hiding door in their closet, wich they had never done that before!

"Shhh," His friend sooths, while touching his hair. "It's going to be all right men, but I have to go bye-bye for a time thas good?" MC opens his mouth to protest, but his best friend quiets him by putting a gentle, but firm finger over his mouth. "Remember the Fandango?" Dr Grips nods his eyes with fear. "This is not a Fandango" He says, voice surprisingly hard and cold. "They will hurt you alright? But don't be a fuccboi, you just need to be silent, till I or someone we send comes to get you out of that closet, good?" He shakes him by the shoulders and MC almost cries.

Dr. Grips nods again shocked by his bestfriend, silent tears comming down his cheeks. "I'm so sorry I love you men." Zach says on the brink of tears himself, his voice shaking.

Zach get out and close the closet with Mc Ride inside. Later he hear someone "MC Ride, are you here?" the voice whispers. The person climbs into the little room, and MC streaks past her, not knowing if they are good or bad, but knowing he doesn't want to look to find out. The other people let him go by, too surprised to stop the man.

He runs into the living room and stops in the kitchen. Zach Hill and Anne Frank are in the living room, lying on the floor, but they are dead.

That's when the person enter in the room: it is Flatty and he comes to comfort him.

THE END