Well, I watched the Halloween special shortly after updating the last chapter. Please pay no attention to any similarities in it and my story, because I started and wrote most of this story before it was premiered. So yeah, this has nothing to do with the special at all.
"Oh god, where is he?"
Django was gone. Just, gone. He could have gone somewhere else, but why would he have gone off by himself? They had agreed to stick together. That meant that something had happened to him. There had been a scream, but it had sounded like it was coming from higher in the house. The flashlight was missing as well, making it harder to look around. Without leaving the main room, they were looking for him, but it only took a minute to realize that he wasn't there.
"Maybe he got out," suggested Irving.
"But why wouldn't he have come back for us?" Phineas asked. No answer.
"Maybe he went into a different room?" Baljeet said.
"Yes, but why would he just leave us suddenly?" No answer again. Then Isabella voiced what no one else wanted to say.
"What if something got him?"
Everyone fell silent. There was very obviously something else in the house; whether not it was a person was unsure at the moment. And whether or not it was dangerous- the answer was most likely yes.
"Okay let's see," started Phineas, pacing back and forth across the room, avoiding the glass. "The door locks us in, we hear noises, I almost fall into a non-existent basement, we try to escape through the window, but there's a sudden strong blast of wind that pushes us back. We hear a crash, a scream, and now Django is gone."
None of it made any sense.
"The important thing right now is to stay calm," said Phineas, stopping in front of everyone, who had gathered near the door. "If we start panicking then we'll never find Django and get out."
"So we're going to keep looking?" asked Baljeet. Phineas nodded.
"There's not much else we can do at this point."
"Who put Dinnerbell in charge?" demanded Buford, crossing his arms and frowning. Isabella gave him a little shove.
"What?" he asked, rubbing his arm, as Isabella was quite strong.
"Just ignore him Phineas," she said. Phineas smiled at her in appreciation. He saw everyone else nodding, showing that they agreed with her.
"Alright, we can either look around down here, or go upstairs," he said. "Down here, we now know that the floor is very unstable. But upstairs was where the noises were coming from. I say we go investigate. It seems like the best way to find Django."
Phineas turned around and started walking towards the staircase on the right, the others following.
"Aren't you supposed to go away from the strange noises?" mumbled Irving, but he still followed. The kids made their way carefully up the stairs, avoiding any holes in the steps and staying clear of the broken railings. When they were about halfway up, a step cracked underneath Ferb and he had just enough time to move out of the way before the wood gave way and fell into the darkness below. There was no sound of the wood hitting anything, showing that there was again nothing underneath them.
Everyone was careful as they got to the next floor and made their way onto the balcony that overlooked the main foyer.
"Why did we even have to come in here in the first place?" Baljeet asked nervously.
"I agree, this was kind of stupid," agreed Irving. Everyone else nodded.
"We were just being overly curious," said Phineas. "And now we know that if we ever get out of here, we never come back again."
He took a step into the hallway, glancing left and right, as if trying to decide which way to go.
"Alright, if we go left, the hallway goes on for longer, and if we go right, it turns almost right away," he told them.
"If we stay straight we have less a chance of getting lost," Ferb pointed out.
"Then let's go left," Phineas decided. The two step brothers led the way, everyone else following nervously. Well, Buford was of course trying to look brave, but anyone could tell that he was scared stiff as well. Isabella walked directly behind Phineas, reaching forward and taking his hand again. They six kids walked slowly down dim hallway until they reached the first door. It looked brand new, and the sliver handle was shining, as if someone had recently polished it. Phineas carefully reached forward and took the handle. This time, there was no sudden crash or scream or flash of light. He twisted the handle and opened the door.
The room didn't have much; a small rickety table in the left corner, and an open closet with only a broom inside. Dust covered every surface, making the kids cough. There was a boarded up window on the far side, which they now knew better than to try to open. Other than that, there was nothing else in the room. Everyone came in, leaving the door slightly ajar.
"There's nothing in here," declared Phineas. "Let's move on."
Isabella was the first to reach the door. When she opened it and glanced out into the hallway, and gasped and turned back to the boys.
"I think you guys should see this," she said, stepping aside so the others could see. Phineas went out into the hallway, the others following, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Looking to his right, the direction they had come from, there was no balcony, only a long dark hallway.
"What the- we're not in the same place!" he exclaimed. When everyone else stepped out into the hallway and looked around, panic started setting in again.
"There was only one door in the room" said Irving. "And we went back out it. So how can we be in a different place?"
"It's like the room moved while we were in it," Buford said.
"Now we don't even know where we are," said Ferb, taking a step down the hallway. "We could be anywhere in the house."
"But we didn't move!" exclaimed Baljeet.
"Apparently we did," Isabella argued. The math whiz shook his head, not sure what to say of their situation.
"We need to keep moving," Phineas said to everyone when they had stopped talking. "It doesn't matter what just happened, we need to find Django and get out of here."
"Agreed," said Ferb. The young green-haired boy led the way left down the hallway. There were no doors for a while, so they walked in silence, glancing around nervously in the darkness. How they could see when there was no light source anywhere near, they didn't know, but apparently they could just barely see what was around them.
Before they reached the next door, Ferb stopped suddenly, inhaling a sharp breathe. He stepped aside so everyone else could see the horrific sight in front of them. Phineas and Isabella took a step forward. The red-head's breathe caught in his throat and his hands started shaking. Isabella gasped and turned her head away, unable to look at what was in front of them.
It was Tommy, and he was dead. And whatever had done it had not been light on the theatrics.
Yeah, kind of a filler chapter. I know this one was a bit short (and possibly boring other than the end) but I wanted to end it with that. You can expect me to end most chapters with a cliff-hanger such as that one. What did you think?