Now I'm Here

Chapter 13- Can't Look Around, Around, Around, Around

The next day Brian tried to leave, but so much as leaving the house made it difficult for anyone to breathe. 

"Does any one have an inhaler?" Brian asked. 

"No, but I can give you mouth to mouth," Roger snickered. 

"Oh, shut up, Roger," Freddie said. 

Roger laughed, "Well, I guess we are stuck with each other for the rest of the day," Roger mumbled. 

"Yeah, so why don't we do something?" John requested.

"How about scary stories?" Freddie suggested. 

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Roger replied.

"Okay," Brian agreed. 

Deaky stayed silent.

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They sat in the corner, wrapped in blankets, with a flashlight. 

"Once upon a time... there were four men, all very different personalities and they were best friends. One day, one of them was driving them all home and he crashed the car, killing the other three members of there... clique," Freddie explained as the winds picked up, blowing dust through the windows. 

The dust was so heavy that when Deaky put his hand in front of his face, he couldn't see it at all. 

"The men always had an inside joke, 'There can be only one us,' but the only surviving member wasn't sticking to that motto. He tried to find replacements that were almost imposters. He even moved these 3 other men into his house. One night, as he was driving he got that overall feeling he was being watched. He drove passed the side of the rode and was convinced he saw his three dead friends. He heard something hit his car and he looked in the review mirror, but he wasn't there," Freddie recited.

Deaky was sobbing. 

"Freddie, stop, Deaky's upset, now," Brian scolded. 

"It's so dark and my eye's are like burning and I can't breathe without inhaling in this freaking dust," Deaky cried, trying not to use a no no word.

"Can everyone, just be quiet, so we can relax," Brian asked. 

"Fine," they all agreed.

All was silent and in the words of Brian, 'Don't Break Silence Unless Absolutely Necessary." Well, apparently Deaky found it absolutely necessary.

He ran in circles around the house and screamed as he took his fist breaking every last window in the house. 

The others tried to find him among the dust that blew through their windows, but Deaky was running around like he was being chased by a drunken shark. 

Deaky ran and stood in front of the time machine and pushed his three friends in front of it. He pushed the button and they were in another place, and another time.