Weeks went by and you still were stuck in Home. Wally hardly left you alone, he always had to be watching you, except when you went into the bathroom.
Wally sometimes left Home to hang out with Barnaby and Julie which left you alone with Home.
You had nothing to do, you did nothing for weeks but you always thought about what could of happened to Howdy.
Of course you thought Wally probably had something to do with Howdy's disappearance but you also wondered where Barnaby took Eddie.
Sometimes Barnaby would come over to Home but he never got passed the door, he would chat to Wally quietly but you couldn't get close enough to hear what he has been saying.
Currently you were in the Living room sitting in Wally's chair, you felt sad, and guilty. And so you decide to use the phone that was right next to Wally's chair on a small table.
You pick up the phone and went to dial a number. But you noticed that instead of numbers it was names.
Just when you were gonna call Sally, Home started to shake, it was like a grumble kinda also like a earth quake. While Home shook for a few seconds something that was hidden behind a curtain fell.
Once home stopped shaking you looked on the ground and there was a key.
You put the phone down and got up. But when you got up Home rumbled again.
It was like it was upset about something, you grab the key and looked at it.
It felt warm.. and it felt like holding fresh bones.
It was just a white key, but you couldn't figure out where it went. But you did know that something was upsetting Home, and it started to shake again, but this time a shelf fell over and it revealed a door.
The door had a white lock and you quickly went over to the door and unlocked it.
When you opened the door you were hit with the smell of something rotting.
You were curious on what was inside but you knew you have to make it quick. And so you grabbed something a flashlight.
Homes shaking probably attracted Wally's attention by now. You gathered all your strength and entered the room.
You were kinda walking through a corridor, but the walls were made out of stone.
It was dark but you could still see, but as you went further in the smell got worse, it got stronger. You kept walking until you stepped into something wet, you shined the flashlight to what you stepped in and you were greeted with a red liquid.
"What the.."
You move your foot away from it and walked passed it, something horrible happened down here. But you were determined to get to the bottom of it.
You kept going until you saw something white on the ground.
You shined you flashlight to it, it looked like a small white hat. This hat was familiar, it looked like Howdys hat...
The hat had some red on it, you picked up the hat with your other hand and continued on.
You started to get a horrible feeling in your stomach.
(What happened here?) Is what you kept thinking about.
Soon you enter something more spacious, like a room. The first thing you saw was a chair in the middle of the room, next was some rope on the ground.
Then you saw more of that red liquid.. there was a puddle..and in that puddle was a arm.
You got closer to the puddle and you notice that the arm was green.
You thought of the worst, Howdy must of been down here at some point and you didn't want to be down there anymore and so you rushed out of there.
Once you got out of there you took a breath of air.
You couldn't believe what you found, and you knew you had to tell someone. But then you heard Wally's voice. He was coming back.
You quickly ocked the door back up and put the shelf back into place. You then hid the key back behind the curtain it fell from.
Lastly you hid Howdys hat in a cupboard and then you sat down on Wally's chair when the door opened.
"Hi dear.. were you waiting for me? You must of missed me.." Wally said, more happier than usual. He went over and started to hold your hand.
He continue to be lovey dovey with you, but you felt your heart pounding.
You wanted to get out of this place.
And you wanted to tell someone about what you found...
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