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She nods.

"Wait a minute." I tell her, then slowly closing the door and run towards the bathroom.

I quickly call Honey Lemon on my phone. "Hello? Are you awake?" I whisper/scream into my phone.

"Yeah I'm here." she replies almost immediately.

"Is it true? About Fred?"

"Yeah." she says with a sleepy voice.

"Oh no. I'll be right over." I tell her, ending the call before she can reply. I dash out of the room, not even bothering to change my clothes, I had slept in jeans last night. I yank Abigail towards me, "We have to go."

She just nods.

We walk down the streets, well we actually run, to Honey Lemon's home. I already see Wasabi kneeling near their front porch, where Fred still was.

"How long has he been here?" I ask. I know asking what happened to him would be stupid.

"About twenty minu-" Wasabi starts to say, but he is cut off by Fred who jolts upward.

His eyes look empty, he's not speaking.

"Fred, what ha-" Abigail asks, but she's also cut off.

Fred starts to whisper inaudible things, speaking to no one in particular.

Then he says one thing out loud,"He's back."

I am about to ask him what he means 'he's back' but then he passes out.

Well, that was weird. We all look at each other with a face saying "what just happened?"

Does he mean Krei's back? Or maybe, just maybe, Hiro's back?

A/N: P.S. THIS CHAPTER IS ACTUALLY SPLIT INTO TWO, HENCE THE 0.5 IN THE LAST STORY PART, AND ALSO EXPLAINS WHY THEY'RE TOO SHORT, I MAY DO THIS OFTEN, SINCE SOMETIMES I DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH TIME.

I WILL BE POSTING NEW UPDATES FOR THIS STORY ATLEAST DAILY, INSANE DETECTIVES AND THE LOVE TEST HAVE NO SCHEDULE SO I GUESS I WILL UPDATE THEM WHENEVER I LIKE, THE OTHER ORIGINAL STORY I HAVE, WILL START BEING UPLOADED IN MAY, WITH WEEKLY UPDATES, I WILL START MY TMR FANFIC AT JUNE (WHICH IS THE START FOR OUR SCHOOL) WHICH WILL HAVE WEEKLY UPDATES AS WELL.

sincerely,

nyx, who is currently (and forever will be) loving two fictional blonde British boys with hella nice accents (*cough cough* Enoch O'Connor and Newt).

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