Dust. . .

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   "Geno say why he wanted us?" I asked softly. I rubbed my eyes. Its too early for this. I need more sleep.

   "No. Just said he needed help with something." Error sighed as he was still in pajamas.

   "Ts too early for this," I mumbled walking up to the door. I knocked lightly.

   Error nodded in agreement. The sun wasn't fully up yet. And it was a Saturday!!! Geno better have a good reason.

   There was no response from inside. That's kinda weird? Geno asked us to be here. His car was here... he had to be home.

   "Geno?" I called. No response. I looked over at Error.

   He shrugged a bit. He tried the door knob. The door swung open.

   A bit of worry pooled in my soul. This wasn't normal. Something was up.

   Error stepped inside. "Geno?" he called. Nothing...

   "Ill check the back. You look out here," I hummed heading down the hall. Nothin in Morang's room. Not the bathroom. Not the office.

   'Calm down Fresh. This is nothing.' I opened up the door to Geno and Reaper's room. Reaper was at work anyway so Geno was the only one home. Or he should be.

   I froze my hand clutching the doorframe. On the bed was one thing. His scarf. Covered in a grey powder. No. Not powder. Dust. . .

   I gave a short cry and sank to my knees. "G-Geno!?"

   Error ran down the hall. "Fresh whats–" he froze up his words stopping in his throat. He stared ahead and pressed a hand to his mouth.

   I pulled my knees close to my chest and hiccuped. "What happened!?"

   Error sank down beside me. "I-I dunno..." He whispered tears streaking down his face.

   The front door swung open. "Hello?"

   Error and I looked at each other. Error scrambled up and I followed after.

   "Geno..." I breathed as i stared down the hall.

   He looked startled and confused. "Error? Fresh? What happ–" his eyes widened, "Oh No! Oh no! It's just premade cement! I was doing something. T-Thats why I needed your help."

   Error looked like he was about to have a heart attack. He sank to his knees again and pulled himself in closer.

   Geno tossed his bags and almost ran down the hall. He kneeled down and pulled me down after him. "Oh God I'm so sorry. I should have called you!"

   "You scared us half to death!!" I muttered into to his shoulder.

   "You're okay..." Error whispered. His voice shook. I don't think either of us would have taken it well if that was real... I'm glad it wasn't real.
  

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