A few weeks later.
John feels like visiting Ringo, looking if he's alright. "Emma, I want to visit Rings. Do you want to come with me?" John asks. "Yes of course." Emma says. She stands up. "How about the kids?" She asks. "They can come too." John replies. Emma nods and takes the kids by their hands.
after some minutes they're over at Ringo's. They knock on the door. It's seriously dark inside, but Ringo opens the door. He looks terrible. His hair is really messed up. His skin is really dirty and he smells of sweat. Around his eyes it's dark of bad sleep. "Rings... Are you alright?" John asks shocked. Ringo nods, a little bit shaking and he walks to the sofa and sits down.
"Love, this is not alright" John whispers in Emma's ear. "Absolutely not alright." she whispers back. "What happened to him?" John whispers. "he's just terrified" Emma whispers back. "this is not just." John whispers back. Emma nods. John walks over to Ringo and he wants to sit down in a seat. "NO! NOT THAT SEAT!!" Ringo yells scared. John does his hands high and keeps standing. "Why? What's wrong?" John asks friendly. "That seat is doomed John... it really is." Ringo says with his eyes widen. "What happens when someone sit on the seat?" he asks. "It kills you.. Like the shower... and the lights..." Ringo whispers. John takes Ringo by his arm. "Lad, we leave this house." John says. "We can't.. I can't.. It will take me." Ringo whispers again. "What take you?" John asks. He looks in Ringo's terrified eyes. "it" Ringo says. "What is it?" John asks. "I don't know.. but it does take me.." Ringo whispers. He looks a few times behind him.
Emma feels scared. and she pulls on John's arm. "John.." she asks quietly. "John..." she asks again. John looks over at her. "We have to leave.." she says scared. "I don't leave without Rings.." John replies. The kids are clammed against her. "We can't stay here John.." Emma says. "Just go. I stay till Ringo goes with me." John replies. "But.." Emma says. But John gives her a glare. Emma takes the kids and leave the house.
Ringo gets some really crazy look on his face. John shakes him gently. "Rings! Become yourself!" John says while shaking him, but Ringo stays like he is. "What happened to you?!" John asks. "It took me" Ringo whispers. "But what Rings..." John asks with a little desperation. "it" Ringo replies. "You're coming with me. If you want or not. We're going." John replies. He drags Ringo by his arm outside. "NO!!!! JOHN!!!! DON'T!!!!!" Ringo screams of scare. John stops dragging, he holds Ringo by his shoulders and looks in his deep blue eyes. "Rings, listen! Everything is going to be alright." John says. Ringo nods a little in terrified. John drags him outside and walks to his house with him.
Emma and the kids are already home. They play games together but the kids keep scared. John walks inside. he drags Ringo by his arm. "You make a huge mistake Lennon.." Ringo whispers a little insane. "What the hell do you mean?!" John asks while looking again in Ringo's eyes. Ringo shrugs. "Say It!" John yells at him. Ringo has some crazy mad smile on his face. "Oh no.. are you insane?!" John asks. Ringo gives no reply about it. he moves his eyes to look at the room.
John looks at Emma. "What shall we do?" he asks. "Maybe let him drumming. He loves drumming." Emma replies. John nods. He drags Ringo to the instruments which are standing in John's house. He pushes him down so he's sitting in front of a drum kit. "Drum." John says. Ringo starts drumming. The drumming sounds like a kid of 3 years who for the first time plays the drum. "This is not good...." John says. Ringo grins while playing like a 3 years young kid.
John walks to Emma he has a concerned look. "Doesn't it works?" Emma asks. "he plays like he never played before, but one good point: He likes it." John says concerned. "What can we do?" he says after a little breath. "I don't know John.. Maybe we should bring him somewhere." Emma says. "We're famous. The paps will notice everything and the papers will be full of Ringo." John says. "Well... maybe Annie.." Emma says. "He's insane. Not ill." John says. "True.. But we can try. Can't we?" Emma asks. "I will call.." John says. He grabs his mobile and text.
'Annie, can you help? Ringo went insane!' She decides to reply. 'I maybe can, but ask Andy first.'
John reads the text he gets. "I should ask Andy first..." John says. "Good plan." Emma replies. "Annie texted me that." John replies. Emma nods. "I haven't his number." John says. "Shall we walk to their house?" John asks. Emma nods. John takes her hand and they walk to Zandy
Zack is making lunch. Andy is reading papers. The doorbell rings. Andy stands up and opens the door. "Hey John." Andy says. "Hey Andy. We need your help..." John says seriously. "What kind of help?" Andy asks. "Ringo is gone insane.." John says. "Where is Rings anyway?" Andy asks. "Oh no.... he's still at my house." John says. He sprints home. Andy looks behind. "I've to help Rings love!" he calls to Zack. "That's fine!" Zack calls back. Emma is fangirling and then runs home. Andy follows them running.
John runs to his door opens but then walks inside. "Ringo?" he asks. Ringo is drumming, now in the way of a zombie. John walks over to him. "Andy is going to help you." He says, but Ringo gives to reaction. John takes the drumsticks away, but Ringo moves his hands like he's still drumming. Andy walks inside and sees Ringo. "Jesus... What happened to him?" Andy asks. "We don't know.." John says. Andy nods and walks over to Ringo. He sits down in front of him and looks in his blue eyes. "Ringo? Richard?" he says. Ringo does not react. Andy looks at John. "Give me a bottle water please." Andy says. John nods and goes to the kitchen and comes back with a bottle water. He hands it to Andy who does a little on his hand and splat it to Ringo. Ringo shakes his head and snaps out the zombie. He looks confused at Andy. "Andy? since when are you here...." Ringo says. "Since a few minutes. What's wrong?" Andy asks him. "A lot things.. I'm doomed." Ringo replies. "What do you mean with that?" Andy asks. "there are stuff who wants to kill me... my shower, my chairs, the lights, the wall.. people... really LOTS of people and it.." replies Ringo. "What or who is 'it'?" asks Andy again. "I can't tell... believe me.." Ringo whispers sharply. Andy nods and looks at how bad Ringo is looking.
