With Duncan and his two friends, they were still walking down the road, trying to find the hangar still. Duncan looks behind himself, wondering how far away they were from their town. By the looks of it...he honestly has no idea how far out they've walked. Even with the map, Duncan has absolutely no clue. Not like the three of them really care all that much, considering not that they were out here, there's no going back.
Only Detective McLean could be able to bring them back to the town. But to them, it's doubtful anyone knows that they are out here...
Looking down at his phone, Duncan could see that it was around lunchtime when they were still out here. It was ten in the morning when they came into the forest, but this two hours of walking, felt like an eternity. Thankfully, none of the three got lost along the way.
"How far are we now?" Jo asked.
"I'm pretty sure that we should be close. I think." Duncan said, looking forward. Jo rolled her eyes.
"Oh I'm sure...I bet we're just walking out to the middle of nowhere, until we can't walk any longer. Just great..." Duncan rolled his eyes at Jo's sarcastic remark. "Can we stop somewhere? We've been walking for two hours..."
"Stopping's not an option. Unless you want to die out here if whoever that's doing all of this is out here somewhere."
"I don't mean to side with Duncan, but continuing is our best option." Alejandro said, looking over to Jo. "I really want to know where we're going when we finally arrive at this little hangar that's out here. So...where are we going when we get there?"
"I...haven't exactly thought that far ahead. I was thinking maybe London, England, since...I don't know, seems cool."
"Great. Dun-Lame doesn't have any sort of plan..." Jo mutters. "I knew I should've stayed at the neighborhood and fight off that person myself if he or she dares to come at me."
"Enough of the sarcasm, I see a clear spot up ahead." Duncan said, pointing ahead of himself.
"It's about time..."
Arriving at this little clear spot of the forest, the spot appears to really have no trees around it. There was a clear path to the right of the road, leading to a small yard that was out into the distance. Duncan rubs his chin, before looking at the two of his friends.
"Alright...we're close." Duncan said, leading the way. "I told you guys we'd end up finding this place. Now all we have to do is go over to that yard, and find a plane that's in there." The three began to walk along the dirt road now.
"I honestly don't think that this is such a smart idea. How do we even know if there's a working plane in that hangar?" Alejandro asked Duncan. The punk attempted to ignore the question by leading the way to the fenced area. "I don't mean to be an ass to you, but I am finding more problems in this idea more than you are." Duncan scoffs, placing his hands in his pockets, still walking and ignoring the question at hand.
"Then...if there's none...then we just better hope that there's a city out here, or close by. Keep in mind, I haven't thought a lot of this shit ahead of time." Duncan continued to walk ahead of the group, more quicker this time.
This was when Jo elbows Alejandro in his arm, getting his attention. "Tell you, he better hope that there's another town close by. Maybe even a gas station, or cabin, or auto-shop, or...whatever. If there isn't, we just leave him here while he's looking around." Jo mutters to him. The Spanish man shook his head.
"Jo, please. There's no need to be hostile towards Duncan...yet..." Alejandro mutters. "Just let him try this plan out a little longer, and we should be able to see if this plan is worth continuing or not."
"More like let's ditch this bastard now, and head back to our own town This idiot is running my patience thin."
"I know, alright. But not now." Jo rolled her eyes once again, continuing to walk.
"This whole ordeal is utter bullshit..."
"Agreed..."
Meanwhile...
Back in town...
Bridgette was standing outside of her own house, looking at the house across the street. She had wonders what even happened in the house across the street, concerning the police got involved. She knew it didn't concern her whatsoever, but she was still anxious about what has occurred. She couldn't help but be curious about it too.
"Bridgette, dear..." Her mother said from the porch. Bridgette looks behind herself, seeing her mother exiting their house. "...You exited the house without saying a word. Is something wrong?" The surfer girl walked up to her mother, hands in her jacket pockets, sighing to herself.
"Oh...I'm sorry, mom. I just...was thinking about...everything in my life so far..." Bridgette said, eyes still peering over to the house behind herself. "...I don't know about you, but...am I the only one between you and me who thinks something is going on in this town? I mean, we arrive here, and everything just goes...completely insane."
"Whatever do you mean?"
"Well..." Bridgette points at Duncan's house across the street. "...That house...I don't know who lives there, but...whoever lives there...the police were at. It seemed pretty serious..."
"Oh that house...I was visiting some of the neighbors around our street, they said that that house is where some person named Duncan lives." Bridgette's mother shook her head, as the two walked over to the porch swing to sit at it. "Some person told me that he went to juvie a lot when he was younger, and that he was a total bully. So...if you're going to make friends around here. I can assure you, don't be friends with that ah..."
Bridgette's mother stopped herself from speaking, not wanting to say a swear word in front of her daughter again. Life's been hard for herself and her daughter still, and the last thing she really needs is for herself to get bothered by the friends that her daughter ended up meeting with. The younger female sighed, patting her mother on the back.
"It's okay, mom. Just go ahead and say it. It's been a hard week for us." Bridgette said.
"I-I know, Bridgette." The surfer girl's mother said. "I think I'm going to take a nap now. I really don't feel well right now." Bridgette nods her head, before leaning on the nearby fence.
"Okay. I'm sorry for what happened in the past between you and dad still."
"Enough apologizing Bridgette. You have nothing to be sorry about." Bridgette's mother pats her daughter on the shoulder. "You enjoy yourself out here. Okay? Come in when you feel like it."
"Okay."
Her mother went inside the house, as Bridgette remained outside. Waiting a couple moments, Bridgette kept her eyes on the house across the street, wondering what was even happening in there. She had no idea what this town even was when she and her mother were moving out of their previous house.
To Bridgette, of course her parents had to divorce while weird activity was happening around THIS town...
She had to make sure that she and her mother were safe here...
Once it felt like a good enough time, Bridgette walks across the road, heading up to Duncan's house to get his side of this whole ordeal. She walks up to his front door, knocking on it, wondering what the hell is going on. After a couple knocks, no answer. She tried again, but this time, trying to shout out Duncan's name. Still nothing. But when Bridgette knocked on the door one more time...
She noticed that it was unlocked...
A bit surprised by this, Bridgette opens the door all the way, looking inside to see if Duncan was around. She closes the door behind herself, before looking around the house some more. There wasn't a single sound around here, which was concerning the surfer girl.
"Duncan, are you home?!" Bridgette shouts, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm the new girl in town! I'm not an intruder! I just want to talk about what's going on around here!"
An eerie silence was all Bridgette got. The surfer girl wondered if anyone was even here, the more she thinks about it. She didn't see the parents car in the driveway as expected, and Duncan's bike wasn't leaning on the side of the porch. But something in her told her not to leave this house yet. She didn't know why her gut was telling her this, but she was too curious to leave.
So Bridgette walked over to every room in the downstairs area to make sure that nobody was here, and she was right, nobody was here. But before she could leave the house, Bridgette couldn't help but wonder what's upstairs in this house.
Picking up the nearby vase, using it to defend herself, Bridgette went up the stairs, and was now in the upstairs hallway. Nobody was in sight, but all the doors in this hallway were open, including the closet door. This unnerved the surfer girl even more, as she slowly walked down the hallway, making sure that this entire place was empty.
She looked inside the bathroom, the parents bedroom, and the pantry, seeing nobody inside of any of these rooms. She then notices Duncan's bedroom, wondering if Duncan was here or not. Slowly, she approaches it with the vase, then looks inside. Then bedroom looked like a wreck, which Bridgette wonders if that's normal, or if somebody messed it up before she came in here.
This is where she notices a note on Duncan's bed...
She walked up to it, wondering what it says. So she approaches the note, picking it up, and reading it to herself...
'If anyone reads this, I am Duncan. I am the person who lives here. If you're my parents, whatever, nevermind. Anyways, I am heading out of town because some mad man is out around the neighborhood, and he killed Scott and Lightning. We don't know why he or she did all of this, or...whatever...all I know is that me and my remaining friends, Jo and Alejandro are out of town to try to get to that hangar that's out in the forest, in hopes to get a plane from there. If you see a girl named Courtney around here, she has short brown hair, and tan skin, if you see her...tell her I love her. I didn't bring her along so she can be safe. From Duncan.' The note said.
Bridgette stared at the letter for a couple more seconds, before hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway. She immediately knew somebody was in the house now. Even worse, by the sound of the dragging across the floor, Bridgette could only assume that that is a weapon in his or her hands. Bridgette had to hide from whoever this was. So she did.
The surfer girl hidden herself under the bed, keeping herself out of the sight of the person coming into the bedroom. Bridgette was lucky enough to see the person walking into the bedroom, the man with a black hoodie jacket, with the hood over their head, and dark blue jeans. But Bridgette wasn't able to see their face.
The sound of paper crumbling above on the bed was heard. Bridgette didn't remove the paper from the bed, so this killer is going to know exactly where Duncan is. After Bridgette took notice of this, the person was reading the note. A couple seconds later, he just turned around, heading out the door.
The surfer girl heard footsteps going down the stairs, signaling to her that the person was hearing downstairs. So that was giving Bridgette a good enough time to get out from under the bed, and head over to the window to see where the person was going. Looking out the window, Bridgette saw that there was the person walking over to the sidewalk, and heading off somewhere else.
This was when the girl decided to head out of the house. But instead of heading out of the house from the front yard, Bridgette decided to go out of from the backyard instead. She went out the backdoor, ran across the grass, then leaps over the fence, heading to the other yard across the fence.
Too bad when she did that, there was a random family having a barbecue during that time...
Bridgette stood there, looking at the family of seven having lunch at the table outside. This felt completely awkward...
"Okay...so this isn't exactly what it looks like...but I'll just leave..." Bridgette said, heading out the left side of the yard, leaving the family sitting there, staring at her leave.
Back with Chris and Gwen now...
The two were driving through the forest, trying to find the three bullies who were heading out to the hangar. Gwen kept her eyes out the window, trying to find them, as Chris kept his own on the road ahead. Chris looked around the road ahead, trying to find Duncan, Alejandro, and Jo, but still no sign of them after about a couple miles out here.
Along the way, Chris took notice of the other group that was walking too. The one that Noah was leading into the forest. He raises an eyebrow, before turning on his sirens, alerting them to him and Gwen behind them. All six members of that group jumped at the sound of the sirens blaring behind them, then turned around, noticing the police car that Chris and Gwen were inside. Chris pops his head out the driver window, glaring at the group in front of his car.
"Hey! You mind telling me why you guys are out here too?!" Chris asked with a stern tone of voice.
"We're trying to stop Duncan and his friends from going after this hangar, that's what we're doing!" Cody shouts back.
"It's true! We need you to call the cops, stat!" Owen shouts. Chris then points at Owen.
"Hey, scrawny boy!" Chris shouts, referring to Noah. "What's with human Garfield joining along for this mission?!" Noah raises a finger, unsure what to even say at this point. Chris then turns off his sirens. "Yeah! I thought so! Anyways, look, it's unsafe out here, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to drive all of you back to the town."
"All of us? But there's six of us here!" Emma said, pointing at her own group.
"Yeah. I know. But I'm referring to scrawny boy, you, and other girl...the one who appears more sane the other." Chris said, referring to Noah, Emma, and Kitty. Izzy then spoke, believing that Chris is mentioning her at the end there.
"He called me the more sane one. So...sorry, Kitty." Izzy said.
"I meant Kitty."
"Damn it!"
"What about the rest of us?" Cody asked.
"Yeah...uh...only three people could fit in the back of the car. Not all of you. So...it's a straight line to go back to town. So you three better hope that you can finally get to that town before the sun goes down."
"Well that sucks."
"Life sucks."
Noah cringes for his best friend, before walking over to the back seat of the police car, with Emma and Kitty. Once they were inside the car, Chris starts the car once again, before looking behind himself at the three who have entered his car.
"You're all lucky that we have a bigger problem than you guys walking out here endangering yourselves. We don't know who's going to be killed next, and that concerns me more than you guys walking out here and getting your asses taken down. Now buckle up, we got to go find Duncan and his friends before they get lost out here." Chris said, turning around to face the hangar.
"Okay. Do you know where this hangar even is?" Noah asked.
"I've been there before. A part of me wanted to build a plane myself and see Egypt, then Japan, and then...I believe the Yukon, and then...the list goes on. Which we don't have time for. We got to go and get to those guys before who knows what will happen!"
Noah, Emma, and Kitty buckled their seat-belts. Then Chris sped off, heading off to the hangar in the forest. Cody, Owen, and Izzy were left to be alone in the middle of the forest once again. Cody glared at the police car as it was driving away from them. He threw his hands up in the air, angry.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Cody shouts, before walking towards the direction of the town. Owen and Izzy soon followed along.