When we got home, I remembered the kitchen knife that was covered in blood.
"Trunks, where did you get the kitchen knife from?"
"What kitchen knife?" Trunks asked, confused. I took the knife from my pocket.
"This was found in that house...What did you do?" I said.
"Nothing! I swear!" Trunks said, worried.
"Calm down. I'm not blaming you for anything. Did you hear any noises in that house last night?" I said.
"Now that you mention it, I remember hearing a lot of creaking at about four o'clock this morning."
"Was the wood busted off the door when you got there?" Goten asked.
"Yeah, but it was abandoned. I checked." Trunks answered.
"Do you need a change of clothes?" Goten asked.
"Oh, yeah! I forgot! Sorry, Trunks!" I laughed.
"Yeah, please, Goten!" Trunks said. They both ran upstairs.
Ten minutes later, the boys ran back downstairs. Trunks was wearing a lime green zip-up jacket and blue shorts.
"At least you're not wet now!" Chi-Chi said.
"Later on, we are gonna go back to that house and find out what is going on." I said.
"Not my house!" Trunks said.
"No, we are going back to the abandoned house. Chi-Chi, could you do me a favour and phone Bulma. Tell her that Trunks is here and he wants to stay here until his dad calms down."
"OK. Vegeta won't like it, but I'm not going to argue!" Chi-Chi said as she walked out of the room.
"When my dad finds out I'm scared to go back home, he'll come and find me." Trunks said.
"Are you scared of your dad?" I asked.
"Only when he is angry. When he isn't angry, he's actually funny and helpful." Trunks answered.
"And he's almost always in a bad mood!" Goten added.
"That's good to hear!" I said, sarcastically.
"Why?" the boys said.
"I was gonna have a word with him."
"He won't listen! He never does!" Trunks said.
"All that his dad cares about is keeping the Saiyan race alive, or something like that." Goten said.
"No matter what your dad says, you're staying here. For your own safety." I said, " Only until your dad calms down."
"Thanks, Danny, you're a true friend." Trunks said.
The next day, I decided to go back to the abandoned house and investigate. I left the boys at home because I didn't want them to get hurt. When I got to the house, I spotted the door had been opened since we left last time. I slowly opened the door. As I walked in, there was blood all over the walls, the stairs had been broken, the roof was dripping with water and the floorboards had been removed. Something strange was going on. I reached for my torch, but it wasn't there. I must have left it at home. I got out my mobile phone.
"Chi-Chi, it's Danny. Could you ask one of the boys to bring me my torch?"
"I would have, but they have gone out." she answered.
"I told them to stay in! Doesn't matter." I turned off the phone. I sneaked into the room where I found Trunks the other day. It was all lit up by candlelight. There were dead bodies all over the floor, all cut open or their legs and arms were amputated. This place was getting weirder by the minute. I quickly exited the room.
There was a door opposite. I walked over to it. I tried to open it, but it was locked. I kicked the door hard until it gave way. I walked into the room. In the middle of the floor was Goten and Trunks, unconscious. I ran over to them. I checked for a pulse. They both were alive, but only just. I picked Goten up lightly. Blood started to drip from underneath him. I quickly put him back on the floor and turned him on his front. His clothes were red with blood. I looked at his back to see if there were any wounds. The strange thing was, there were no wounds at all. Trunks' back was the same. I decided to ignore the blood and get them home. As soon as we got out of the door, the blood stopped dripping. I checked the back of Goten's shirt. The blood was gone! Trunks' jacket had no blood on it, either!
When I got the boys home, they woke up.
"What happened?" Goten asked, dazed.
"Erm...It's too hard to explain." I answered.
"Why?" Trunks said.
"Well...Where you were situated, wierd stuff was happening." I explained, "I'll scare you a bit. Blood was dripping from your backs, and I mean loads." Trunks and Goten looked at each other, both of them looking frightened.
"You were also...half dead." I added. The boys looked even more frightened.
"We were bleeding loads." Goten said.
"We were half dead." Trunks added.
"Scared, aren't you?" Well don't worry. You're alive and well..." I got cut off by Goten running out of the door, holding his mouth.
"What's wrong with him?" Trunks asked.
"I don't know. I'm gonna go check." I answered. I ran out of the door and walked slowly upstairs. The only thing I could hear was...well...I'm not going to tell you the sound. it's too gross even thinking about it, let alone hearing it for yourself. As soon as I got to the top of the stairs, I shouted.
"Goten, are you alright?"
"Yeah, but only just." Goten said, dryly. I walked to where his voice was coming from, the bathroom. He was sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. He was as white as a sheet and he looked really sick. (The unwell meaning of sick)
"You don't look so good, kid." I said.
"No, I feel really, really bad." Goten struggled.
"Let's get you to bed." I replied. I picked him up as softly as I could and carried him to his bed.His eyelids were heavy and his face had no color to it at all.
"Just get some rest." I said to him. He nodded lightly. You could see that he was unwell. I walked out the room and closed the door softly.