[ Secret Neighbor ]

' I See You '

Brave held her rifle, in the wrong way, the courageous person went down the stairs, with her rifle held in her hands. ''Be careful with that.. you might accidentally pull the trigger-'' Detective, on the side, was worried and didn't want to hear any gunshots, or see any injured friends. ''I'll be fine.'' She responded back, putting the rifle in the bat holder with the bat. The Neighbor was no-where to be seen, not even a footstep heard, expect for them walking around, quickly. ''Peterson hasn't been seen yet, strange.'' Scout muttered, looking back and forth, with no force. The group nodded and ran towards upstairs. ''I see you.'' Bagger heard an un-easy whisper behind him, He flinched and bumped into Leader's back. ''Are you okay?'' Leader spun around and tapped bagger. ''I h-heard him..'' Bagger's stutter's explained it directly, what they wanted to hear. ''I'll shoot him down if he comes near us.'' Brave put her hand on her bat holder, as if expecting a enemy to invade them. ''Yeah, remember its a toy rifle, not a real one-'' Inventor pulled his rubber gloves on, waving them about, as if shaking the oil on his gloves off. ''Peterson! Come out!'' Scout yelled, echoing the halls. ''Not so loud.. people sleep around this neighborhood-'' Detective, the intilligent one, who actually thinks about the consequences unlike, his crew, who need to get sorted out. ''Okay, whatever.'' Scout rolled her eyes to the side. The group gave a few seconds glare at the stairs, yet Bagger who looked the most terrified, staring with his arms out for support, as if, he was pushing someone down the stairs. ''I see you.'' that message kept repeating in Bagger's head, he zoned out, thinking what would happen where the message was coming from. ''Maybe it's just my imagination..'' Bagger shaked his head, thinking it was his fault he attracted the groups sudden move for brawl. ''Oh- Okay, then- let us know when you feel uneasy.'' Brave nodded and went back to exploring the upstairs. Detective pulled out a blurry photo of a key in the neighbor's camera, he cleaned shades of his glasses, and looked closely. ''I can't see anything.. ink is slowly running out.'' Detective reasoned, pointing at the blurry parts of the photo, the teen struggled to work out the clue, of where the next key is, as if even with glasses on or not, can't caculate where the place is. ''It's raining..'' Scout pointed the sudden rain drops, covering the clean windows. ''Alot of them are shattered, I doubt ill see un-wet floors.'' Brave rubbed her eyes of exhaustion, remembering the damage they caused. Broken windows, hanging doors, broken-chair legs, and ripped piece of carboard everywhere. ''When is mom and dad heading home?'' Brave spun around to her older brother, expecting an answer. ''They'll return on Saturday, which mean's one more day to save Nicky.'' Detective clicked his glasses and tapped the ripped piece of wallpaper hanging. ''Peterson is screwed tomorrow.'' Brave's smile was elated. ''You can't be to sure about that..'' Leader exclaimed her response to Brave's statement. ''If we, have weapons, and the neighbor doesn't.. they are screwed right.?'' Brave's plan, didn't make sense to the group, infact they gave her a look. ''You don't know what Peterson might have..'' Inventor mumbled, placing his toolbox at the side of his waist. ''Well, I don't really care what he does have, or what he doesn't, he's a downhearted, solitary man. The group nodded. ''We should continue searching.'' Leader stated, her hands fidgetting around. ''Yeah, Lets go.''