We had a project in one of my classes, and I decided to write it about Adam because why not. We wrote this around Halloween, but got them around last week, and I only just now had time to type this up, seeing as my teacher is a devil from Hell and makes us write in cursive... Anyways, this is short, so sorry.

Missing

"Hey Ty, have you seen Jason recently?"

The headphone-wearer turned to his friend, a confused look already on his face. "No, Adam, I haven't. Isn't he in his house?"

"I checked," Adam answered, growing concerned. Had no one seen Jason at all? "and he didn't answer the door."

"Well here." Ty said, pulling out a brass key from his pocket and handing it to Adam. "It's a key to Jason's house." Adam gave him a weird look, and Ty quickly added, "We play video games a lot."

"... All right then, I'll look in his house."

Adam hesitantly took the key and slipped it into his pocket. Waving goodbye, Ty watched as the brunette walked towards the missing man's house. "Huh, Ian's been missing too…" He realized. "Oh well." And he walked towards his house.

{...}

Creaaak… The door groaned as Adam pushed it open. The noise was evidence enough that it hadn't been used recently, and Adam had to force the key out of the rusted lock. Adam glared over his shoulder at it as he entered the house.

He jumped when there was a bang from behind him, and he quickly turned to see what it was. The door had closed, locking him in the dark house. He cursed under his breath, pounding his fist against the door to see if it would break. It didn't budge.

He thought of all the possible ways to get out of the house. Instantly, he thought of windows, but, with the moon hanging in the sky, and all the lights off, the brunette couldn't really see anything.

Adam scooted along the wall. In the darkness, he felt like a blind man. A blind man stumbling around in the darkness of his own mind. Lost, and not allowed to leave. He waved his arms around as he looked for anything in his path, but stumbled anyways. The floorboards creaked as he fell onto them.

Wait, were the floorboards creaking because of him? Or was it an intruder, or maybe even Jason? He called out because of this. "Hello?" Adam's voice boomed off of the cold walls, and into emptiness.

Suddenly feeling like he was being watched, Adam picked himself off the ground, not caring if he had lost his sunglasses or not, and ran over to where the window should be.

Instead of feeling smooth, cooling glass under his fingers, he felt a soft, cushiony surface. Then Adam remembered that Jason always put couches in front of his windows. That meant that windows were out.

Feeling betrayed by his forgotten knowledge, Adam quickly got back to thinking. With no doors and no windows, Adam couldn't think of anything else. The last thing that would be possible would be to find Jason. So, Adam hurried to find the staircase in the blinding darkness.

"Ah!" Adam yelled when his foot hit something. He realized it was the stairs, and felt pathetic for yelling.

Grabbing the stair railing he already knew was there, Adam hurried up the stairs, and took the turn he knew would lead to Jason's room. He grabbed the handle, and yanked it open.

He fainted from what he saw.