Back to Josh's POV!
He was gone like a flash. Out the front door. Something was wrong but there was nothing I could do. Jessica tried calling him and Troy did the same. "He's not picking up. It says his phone is not available at the moment." Jessica sighed. "Scares him that much?" I rubbed my neck and looked outside to see then van speed by. "Wait, did they kidnap Andy!" Jenna screamed, running out after the car. It took the next right and disappeared. "ASSHOLES!" She screamed, throwing her self onto the ground. "What did they just do?" Jessica asked. "THEY KIDNAPPED ANDREW!" Jenna cried. I looked back and Troy looked down the street on the other side of us. He fell over and laid on the floor. "TROY!" I called, running over. Jessica followed and Jenna sat on her knees. As I looked to where Troy did. My eyes immediately filled with tears. "Andy..." I whispered. Haley stayed with Jenna and they both heard Jessica scream. "What hap-" Jenna asked before stopping. I dropped down and screamed as loud as I could. "ANDREW!" I cried. Jenna ran over to his body, laying spattered on the ground. He was sliced in half, head crushed, organs everywhere. Explained Troy. "Oh my god what's happening!" Haley freaked and Jessica dropped beside me. "Oh Josh!" She cried on my shoulder and I held her close. Haley hugged us both and Jenna sat beside Andrew's upper body. "Please.... It's a dream." She whispered. Jessica helped me up and turned me away. "You take Troy back. I nodded and picked him up. He groaned and opened his eyes. "Sorry..." He whispered. I nodded and took him back. Jessica and Haley grabbed Jenna and brought her. We sat for the rest of the night in my house. Neither of us could sleep. Andrew seemed to jut be, still here. As we started talking, a large smash was heard from upstairs. We all looked over, Haley pulling out the knife. We made some sort of train, making our way up. As we got up, a vase had been smashed off the ground and the mirror had some weird writing on it. The room felt cold as a strange man grabbed us from behind, stabbing a knife into my back and all my friends as well. The last thing I saw was the clock strike midnight.
