Tomtord; When you see it you'll shit bricks: Act 2

Chapter 30: Tom is GONE

"Tord- What does that mean?" Tord jaw wide looked at the tiny blue slip. Tord didn't say anything.

"We have to find him!" Paul tried to add.

"We don't need to find him. He won't go to the police, that's not something Tom would do."

"Well what if he comes back?" a concerned Patryck said. Tord took Patryck's words into consideration.

"I guess I'll get a new house." Tord said in response.

"Tord- are you sure?" Patryck said again.

"Yeah, I'm positive."

"Do you even have the money to do that right now?" Paul asked.

"I'm sure I do if I sell Tom's things." Paul chuckled some.

"If you want to move into a new house, We could help you." Tord looked over to Paul.

"I would greatly appreciate that." Tord said. They all paused as Tord sat the paper down on the bed side table. "Can you guys stay with me tonight?" Tord asked.

"Yes of course!" Patryck said, Paul nodded his head in agreement.

"I'll go get the blow up mattress." Tord said, leaving his parents in his bedroom. Tord walked through the dark hall down to the hall closet where Tord had stored most of his backup bedding. That's when he remembered.

I forgot to check the closet for Tom

Tord, now much more scared to open the closet door approached it much more prepared. He stood in front of the door looking at it as a looming task to open. He slowly reached out to grip the cold door handle. He slowly turned it causing the door to open, he looked inside.

Nothing.

Tord let out a sigh of relief and grabbed the folded air mattress and pump. He walked back into his bedroom to see his parents sitting on the bed waiting for him.

"Do you guys want to sleep in my room? I could sleep on the air mattress tonight." Tord tried to offer to his parents, he felt bad making them sleep on an air mattress.

"No, we could sleep on the air mattress, you've had a long day." Patryck said, knowing that Tord had been through hell and back.

"Alright. We should get to bed," Tord walked out into the main room, this time with his parents following behind. He laid the blowup mattress on the living room floor and attached the pump into the bed. Tord listened to the loud humming sound of the automatic pump. He had a lot to still process from the day.

Tom is still out there. He could be anywhere and there's no way of telling where he is. Fuck, he could even still be in the house.

The mattress finished filling up with air, Paul and Patryck sat down on the bed, adjusting the pillows and blankets to their liking.

"Is this alright for you guys?" Tord said to the two of them.

"Looks good to me." Paul said,

"Alright. If you guys need anything, and I mean anything at all. Don't be afraid to wake me up." Paul and Patryck nodded their heads before laying down to sleep.

Tord left the living room and went back into his bedroom, Tord pulled out the covers and saw another slip of paper. Tord picked up the paper and couldn't see any text, but instead a crude drawing of a map. Tord didn't recognize the area of the map so he put it next to the other note. Tord went under the covers of his bed and shut his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.