"What was...that?" said a tiny voice, that obviously belonged to Isabella. Squirms could be heard through out the crowd and finally, Ferb turned on the lights. Lying on the floor, bloody and dead, was Phineas. "Oh my!" screamed Isabella. Ferb pushed through the crowd again and stood before his brother. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he looked up at the crowd. "WHO DID THIS TO MY ONE AND ONLY BROTHER? MY BEST FRIEND? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM?" Ferb yelled, he sat down and cried into Phineas' chest. Isabella pushed through the crowd and put her hand on Ferb's shoulder. "I am terribly sorry, Ferb." she looked at Phineas and sighed and then anger fumed in Isabella. "WHO DID THIS?" she demanded. No one has a problem with Phineas, I think. Isabella thought as she stared at the crowd. Then a loud slam was heard from the front door. "Well who ever it was escaped!" said Gretchen. Isabella, Ferb, Gretchen, Buford, and Baljeet ran to the door. Isabella opened it solemnly to only see a vacant road. "Darn, they are gone." said Buford. Ferb walked towards the door and gulped. "No," he said, his accent was strong. "They killed my brother and they aren't getting away with it. Come on guys," Ferb walked into the cold air and began walking down the drive-way. He turned around when he realized no one was following him. "Uh, you coming?" Ferb asked impatiently. The other teens looked at each other and followed him. "What about the kids in your house? They could ruin it," said Baljeet. Ferb flipped his hand in front of him and sighed, "Nah, they will all leave, sometime. I hope they don't call the police, just yet." he replied. Isabella followed them, waiting in the back of the line. She was silently crying, she missed Phineas and Ferb was brushing his death away. Isabella started to get angry with Ferb. "Uh, hello! Ferb, your brother is dead and you aren't acting like you give a crap!" she shouted. Ferb turned around and looked at Isabella. "I know he is my brother. He was my best friend, my pal, my mate. I miss him and I have a really sick feeling in my stomach but I am trying to be strong. I am his family, Isabella, and if you want to mess with me, go back." Ferb snapped. Isabella hated being scolded at, especially at this moment. She stomped her foot and sighed. Ferb gave her one long stare then turned around and began walking again. "Isabella," whispered Gretchen who was walking to the right of Isabella,"That wasn't nice to say, especially to Ferb." Isabella nodded her head and looked at her best friend. "I know," she said. Then, Baljeet screeched. "I stepped in...BLOOD!" he cried.