What's in the Crate? [BEING REWRITTEN]

"......he's gone."

Picture of Wyatt above.
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After a couple hours of thinking where to stay, we decided my house. It was perfect, those Mafia's dicks would never come back because they would never expect us to come back after what happened.
We have been living here for about a week now.
Me and Damon sleep in my room. Sarah and Courtney sleep in my mom and dad's room and dad sleeps in the attic on a blow up mattress.
It was 3:47a.m. and me and Damon was watching TV. Since they didn't know mom had passed they still take the electricity payment out of her bank account.
I stopped at the old Even Stevens Disney movie.
"Really?" He said with disgust.
"Your more then welcome to leave." I stated.
"No that's fine."
I was laying in his arms with my back to his chest so we could both see the movie.
I heard glass brake in another room.
"Did you hear that." I questioned.
"Yeah it came from your parents room."
We ease down the carpet hallway and grab two knives from my boots. Damon followed with a pistol, the one dad had used to help us escape.
I held up my fingers and counted down,3....2....1. I swung the door open and I seen it was one of the Mafia's guards.
I threw my knife and hit him in the leg. He fell.
"Wait, wait!" He grunted through closed teeth as Damon was ready to fire.
I pushed down Damon's arm.
"What do you want!?" I spat.
"I was scared the boss was going to kill me to. I could see he was getting upset with me all the time, so I came to help you." He was almost begging.
"How could you help us." I was surprised Damon spoke. Their was so much stuff going on I didn't realize that Sarah and Courtney were both at the opposite side of the bed armed with knives.
"Before we get hired," he said kneeling do to the knife in his leg, "we have to go through tough training. He has killed so many of us and I want to get back at him."
"I trust him." I say after awkward silence. Damon looks at me with surprise.
"What the hell Kristen?"
"I know but why would he risk his life coming here , under the bosses orders, when he could have took off and went anywhere?"
"Okay you can stay but its one against five so try anything funny and your dead."
"Okay agreed, oh and one more thing, their on their way."
"Are you shitting me." Courtney says.
"We just got away from them."
"Follow me." I motioned
Dad walked around the corner.
"What the fu...."he looked wide eyed at the Mafia guard.
"Shhh, shut the hell up and come on."
I walked in the my room in a rush and threw my closet door open and then split half my clothes on hangers to either side of the closet.
Their was a little crawl space I opened it. It revealed a play room that I used as a kid.
I heard glass shattering in probably ever window once we were settled. For some odd reason their was not any sound of sloppy foot steps.
I heard a 'cling' then a thump.
I heard a hissing that sounded like air freshener.
Green gas started to fill the room but by the time we could take action we were all already falling asleep. I was fighting it so hard but darkness ended up winning this one and consumed me.

I was shaken awake by Courtney and I slowly opened the door to see my surroundings and try to find any Mafia men.
The house was clear but it was also wreaked it looks like the tried to knock us out and then try to look for us while destroying everything in the process.
"No...no...no.Oh god no!" Courtney shouted.
"Courtney," I said loudly. "What is it?"
"Damon,"
"What about him is he okay."I panicked
"Kristen...he's gone."
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