Black

It was dark.

Dark and cold.

No life was now where in this house.

Except him...

Jaden Yuki sat at his desk that was reading an interesting that has to do with murder...and sat perfectly still in the chair;his friends staring at him from behind with worried looks.

I sat in the room waiting for his return.

Footsteps began to move down the hallway.

Click...

Clack...

They stopped.

Syrus was snuggled safe in his brothers arm,snoring and Atticus sat there,just staring at was becoming worried of his friend (not that he'll ever admit it) but the poor boy just wasn't moving,nor a sound of breathing was coming from he was still alive.

He was here.

The door opened.

Then.

Things.

Went.

Black.