chapter II: a date with death

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Earlier that day.....
Phil's POV

"One, do we need anything from the store while I'm out?
Two, STOP EATING MY CEREAL!" Dan yelled to me at he door. Frankly, it was obvious he was sick of my midnight snacking. What could I do? I have an appetite for crunchy things! And his cereal is usually the last one left, considering I eat mine in a couple of days.. ok maybe I have a problem... " Uh, we need cereal, maybe milk"" as I stared at the obviously empty carton of milk. After Dan left he told me not to get into any shenanigans so I was very careful not to rely on my curiosity for logic and reason. Or I was trying to at least. I went to the bathroom to put in my contacts for the day, Wich was very awkward to do. It felt like 3 Dans trying to play sports..On an eyeball. Anyway after I fixed my fringe and put on some pretty cool looking clothes (Wich consisted of a bright blue t-shirt with a turquoise flannel over it and blue jeans ) I them proceeded to glide into my bedroom. (Okay maybe not glide more like long striding my legs because they're long since I'm tall.. like a spider, a philspider. Ew gross I regret saying that)
I thought since I'm going to be stuck at home alone for a few hours may as well record a new video. What to record though?
I decided to make another video about creepy things I did as a child because there were plenty and I somewhat enjoyed the nostalgia.
I placed the video into a file on my computer and saved it for editing later! It was surely going to be a video my fans would enjoy and laugh about because it was very funny!
I walked out of my room into the hard floored living room only to slip on something and fall. My head hit the ground with a loud " THUD "
"Owww" I groaned as I gripped the back of my head. I looked around to see what I had slipped on. I saw a strange brown liquid on the ground that led to a bathroom.

"Ok no" I said to myself, I had already promised Dan I wouldn't do anything to get myself killed and this looked like it wouldn't end well..
I was about to leave the apartment when I heard a loud crash coming from the end of the brown liquid trail. Then there was some cursing that followed.. Which I was used to hearing from Dan but this sounded like a different person..the voice was a tad more high pitched but still sounded mature. I reached for my phone as I dialed '911' I was scared but I had to brave through this. I shivered as a thought came into my head..

How did they get into our apartment?

I was determined to find out after I called the police.

" Hello,999, how may I help you?" Said the receiver
(if you didn't know, 911 in England is 999)
" Um, I think there's an intruder in my apartment." I whispered​ into the phone making sure that I kept an eye on the bathroom door.
" May I get your name sir? "
" Phil Lester "
" Do you know what the intruder looks like? "
" No, I can hear them in my bathroom though."
" Can I get your address?"
I gave her my address and answered the rest of her queries about the situation. I ended the call and then I grabbed a knife as I checked the house for any entrances they could've went through to come inside.
I found glass all over the floor near Dan's floor that led to his window...
His once semi-clean room was disheveled with clothes strewn about and his things thrown all over as if someone was looking for something. There were stab marks all over his bed and I gasped... I'm glad Dan didn't sleep in today, he could've been injured, or worse.
The house seemed to be eerily quiet as I tiptoed around the house,my hand still gripping the knife. Could I really kill someone? Let alone stab them? Thousands of scenarios flash through my head as I nervously crept to the bathroom door.. I had no idea why this was happening.. we don't bother anyone, me and Dan are fairly decent people.. so why would they want to kill us? Or at least attempt it?
I glanced at the clock
It was only 10:30 am.. I hope Dan was okay..
I walked near the bathroom door..The noise stopped.. oh God I was so scared... I held my breath.. I thought of my fans, my family, and Dan to calm me down...
I placed one hand in the knob and firmly held the knife in the other and opened the bathroom door.....

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