I just want to apologize for the shortness of the last chapter. I had done it on Word and that was an entire page. Well please don't forget to review!
As Arthur walked into the house he got the weirdest feeling that someone was watching him. He turned around but only saw his friends staring back. "Okay I think we should split up!" After a little arguing the groups were decided as Arthur and Francis, Honda and Wang, Feliciano and Ludwig, and Ivan and Matthew. "Okay we meet back here in one hour whether we find Alfred or not!"
IVAN AND MATTHEW:
Ivan walked through the house smiling as Matthew tried to keep up. "um Ivan could you maybe slow down a bit?"
"Who's there? Oh! I didn't see you there Comrad Matvey!"
"No one ever does. It's okay, Ivan."
That was about the extent of their conversation as Matt's foot collided with something soft. He looked down at what he had kicked and screamed.
ARTHUR AND FRANCIS:
They heard the scream as loud as day. "MATHIEU!" screamed France, who knew his son's scream anywhere. He took off towards the sound of the noise while Arthur called the others with his cell. He had a bad feeling about this whole affair.
When everyone finally reached Matt and Ivan they could see something was wrong. Matt was crouched down sobbing into something he held so tightly his knuckles were white. Arthur had seen it several times before and knew immediately what it was but Feliciano was the first to say it out loud. "Is that Alfred's bomber jacket? Was he cooking pasta? It's covered in tomato sauce!" Ludwig grabbed Feliciano and pulled him in to hide him from the awful sight. Of course everyone knew it wasn't tomato sauce. They weren't all so oblivious. It was clearly blood, and it was clearly fresh.
Well how's that for a plot twister! TT^TT I am having too much fun writing this!