The Seattle Police rammed open the wedged door and opened it to see Ryan's dead body with a broken beer bottle next to it. They did I full search and found all the bodies. They located the rest of the people in the kitchen. Where Dallon was breathing heavily, Tre was barely breathing. And Billie, Billie Joe.
Was dead.
"He was too injured to keep kicking. Almost every place he was stabbed, was a vital area." Said the paramedic. Mike was crying over Billie's lifeless body. The paramedics took in Dallon and Tre and drove them to the nearest hospital. "It was amazing they were still alive." The medic told Brendon. "We're really sorry about this tragic event, Mr. Urie. We'll inform you if anything happens." Said the policeman, "But in the meantime, we're going to need to relocate you so we can clean this place up,". "That's fine. I need time to think about this." Brendon said walking up to his room.
5 months later...
"Brendon," said Dallon's faint voice, "Can I come inside?" "What do you want, Dallon?" Said Brendon. "I want to come in," said Dallon. "Please,". Brendon sighed and walked over to open the door for him. "Yes, Dallon?" Brendon muttered. "How are you doing? Are you holding up well?" Dallon asked. "I'm fine Dallon, I'm not the one who took a knife in the ribs. Jesus. Six people got killed in my house by some emo with mental issues. This is scarring. I'm just happy Spencer didn't come. He really dodged a bullet," said Brendon. A knock was heard from downstairs. "That must be them," said Dallon. They walked down the stairs and opened it too see Mike and Tre. "Hey you two. I'm so sorry about what events unfolded a few months ago," said Brendon, "It's fine. Tre and I have been doing okay. We still miss him. I've known Billie since high school," Mike said, wiping a tear away. "Please, come inside and take a seat. Let us have the dinner we never had," said Brendon.
They all sat at where they would have if Ryan hadn't interrupted. "So, how has it been for you guys?" Brendon asked. "Hard, we've gotten through it but it was hard," said Tre. "Yeah, that was complete horror." Said Dallon, "It's crazy to think that this all started from a storm and a rude guest." Even though they weren't there, when Dallon looked up, in there assigned seats, he saw Patrick, Pete, Mikey, Gerard, and between Mike and Tre, Billie.
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Murder! At The Disco
FanfictionBrendon Urie buys a mansion and invites other people from different bands for dinner and I night over, but tragedy strikes when one guest is picked off, then everyone realizes, there is a murderer among them. Who can they trust?