Chapter 8

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Nate's p.o.v

Welp guess I'm not going anywhere for now... Might as well call Mark. Hm?  "Why isn't he picking up? Hey Matpat!  Can ya call Mark?" I asked.  "Why?  Do you need something?" "Yeah, he's not picking up the phone for some reason..."

Mark's p.o.v

Thump. Well,  shite...  We are super screwed, with a capital S. "Um...  Anybody know who that is...?" I asked.  "Nope." they both answered at the same time.  "Well then...  We are all screwed, with a capital S!" I said sarcastically smiling. Thump.  I heard the thump get heavier, until I heard a "Will you just smash the door down, jeez, how hard is that?!" "Go to the kitchen and grab a knife for the both us Jack..." I whispered. I looked back at Claire,  she looked scared as if someone was to push her over a cliff.  I gave her a pat on the back, and motioned for her to unlock her butterfly knife. Then the door came crashing down.

Matpat's p.o.v

"Hey Matpat can ya call Mark for me?  He's not picking up the phone..." I heard Nate say. "Yeah sure... Hold on a minute..." I replied. "No he's not picking up my phone either..." I said worried. "Welp.  I'm gonna go find them-" "No. I'll go find them.  You rest. Hey Steph, can you lock Nate in a room, and make sure he doesn't get out?" "Sure!" I heard my wife say.

This the next chapter, hope you like it. I'm a bit sick so updates will be slow.  Hang in there and I'll see you soon.

-Sans thecomic

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