Mr. Gem is driving down the highway not a care in the world until........"SMASH" glass shards fall from the windows, blood runs down from his forehead..
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!?" Mr. Gem looks in his mirror and sees a black van and he accelerates his speed to try to lose him, eventually he lost him. He pulls over and his phone was ringing after a huge crack was made into the screen, he answers it....
"Hello?"
"Oh Mr. Gem. I'm sorry about that I might of sent my agents to come kill you so sorry Gemmy." He laughs
"WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!!!! I WAS COMING TO 23 Lincoln Street to get my next clue you asshole!! What was that for???"
"Watch your language boi. Tisk tisk tisk. You'll find me on a terrace that's extremely gorgeous. You got 6 days to find me or else you die. Don't tell the police! I'll be watching you."
"Wait you-" The anonymous person hung up on him
"Goddamn it!" Mr. Gem is outrageous. I'm gonna find this idiot he says in his head, Mr. Gem sits down in his car and tries to figure out where this person is but before he does there's one thing he hasn't figured out. Who is this asshole?
*Note from The_FairChilds*: Sorry this was short but I wanted to add something juicy tehe
