Who Will Pay?

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So as my world was slowly falling to pieces, my best friend was still missing and not answering any of my phone calls of messages.

It has been about 3 days since Luke went in hospital, he's still in a coma and fighting for his life. I just feel like a time bomb is on its way, all these horrible things and why am I the one that's getting all the pain?

I'm going out this afternoon, I'm leaving the hospital and going out to see how the police are getting on, they don't seem to be telling me anything at all!

Yeah, I must leave now, god my poor Luke, but I must go, ill be back Luke don't you worry, I promise.

As I leave and get outside to where my car is parked, I walk up to my car and the glass is all smashed, including my tires that where popped.

Who could have done this?! There was also a note stuck on the driving seat that read,

"When you see this,  we have taken someone very special from you and will kill them unless you call up this number {-number-} and give us 1,000 pounds, or you better wish your little Calum well in hell!"

I drop the paper and fall to the ground, oh Calum I'm so sorry I took it out on you, ill get you back with me cal, just please still be there when I find you!

I called up the number, it took a while to answer first but then it answered.

"Hello?! I want my Calum back right now!"

it took a while to respond but then a sweet little voice was heard that I recognised straight away, 

"its me. I'm okay."

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