p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko was starting to get emvery/em worried about her son. It was almost sunset, and Lloyd still wasn't back home. He had said that he would be coming back shortly after school let out, and he usually wasn't one to lie./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"So, something must be keeping him. Did it have to do with the boy he claimed was his cousin? What if he got jumped, what if-/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"She took a deep breath. Letting her thoughts spiral would do nothing to help find her baby boy./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko mentally went over the things she had already done. She had already called Lloyd, already called her brother-in-law, neither of who picked up. She had already checked around the apartment but didn't find anything./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Other than that, she hadn't done anything. She was worried if she left, Lloyd would come back, badly injured and unable to call for her./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"So, Koko stayed at the apartment, anxiously awaiting her son's arrival./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"And yet, something in the back of her mind kept nagging her. This emhad/em to do with her supposed nephew, it had to! He just… gave her an strongoff/strong vibe. Like something was missing, he wasn't entirely there./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"The boy had much trouble keeping up a conversation, and he hardly spoke. When he did, it sounded strangely emecho-y,/em like a barely audible, second, horribly distorted voice, speaking right behind his own./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"And she could have emsworn/em that when he walked in, he only had a large streak of green in his hair, surrounded by charcoal strands. But in the morning, when he left with Lloyd to go to school, nearly half his head was that sickly, bluish lime color./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Not to mention his eyes. Koko had seen plenty of the dead in her lifetime, namely, the emundead./em And there was no mistake that the brunet's eyes held that same emptiness, that same far-off look, as the undead always did./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Question was, what had happened to the kid? He was obviously a kid, but not much younger than Lloyd was. She didn't know exactly what caused the dead to… un-die? But it couldn't be good./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"The front door opening with a loud creak snapped Koko out of her thoughts. She turned around and saw familiar light blond hair, her son, her baby boy, walking through the doorway./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Lloyd! I've been so worried- where have you been? Did something happen? Are you hurt?" She asked him, nervously stepping towards the boy who was almost taller than her now./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Lloyd grimaced and refused to look her in the eyes. He began to curl a lock of hair around his finger, twirling it over and over. Koko noticed this; it was a nervous habit he always did when he contemplated lying to her./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Uhm. It's—it's nothing. Don't worry, okay?" His voice quivered, and Koko let out a sigh./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Honey, what have we talked about? You emneed/em to tell me things." She said firmly. Her son slumped, relenting./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Morro sort of… attacked me. It was an accident though! He pushed me into some crates, and then he disappeared. I don't know where he went, but I'm fine. I stayed out trying to look for him, but I couldn't find him at all." What she guessed was dismay made its way into Lloyd's vibrant green eyes, as he sat down at the table and buried his face in his sleeves./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko quickly took a seat behind her son, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Do you want to keep looking for him tomorrow?" She asked softly. The blond nodded, scooching closer to her. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko mentally reprimanded herself for not being able to quite understand just why Lloyd cares so much. This was going to be difficult, wasn't it?/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"So, something must be keeping him. Did it have to do with the boy he claimed was his cousin? What if he got jumped, what if-/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"She took a deep breath. Letting her thoughts spiral would do nothing to help find her baby boy./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko mentally went over the things she had already done. She had already called Lloyd, already called her brother-in-law, neither of who picked up. She had already checked around the apartment but didn't find anything./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Other than that, she hadn't done anything. She was worried if she left, Lloyd would come back, badly injured and unable to call for her./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"So, Koko stayed at the apartment, anxiously awaiting her son's arrival./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"And yet, something in the back of her mind kept nagging her. This emhad/em to do with her supposed nephew, it had to! He just… gave her an strongoff/strong vibe. Like something was missing, he wasn't entirely there./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"The boy had much trouble keeping up a conversation, and he hardly spoke. When he did, it sounded strangely emecho-y,/em like a barely audible, second, horribly distorted voice, speaking right behind his own./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"And she could have emsworn/em that when he walked in, he only had a large streak of green in his hair, surrounded by charcoal strands. But in the morning, when he left with Lloyd to go to school, nearly half his head was that sickly, bluish lime color./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Not to mention his eyes. Koko had seen plenty of the dead in her lifetime, namely, the emundead./em And there was no mistake that the brunet's eyes held that same emptiness, that same far-off look, as the undead always did./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Question was, what had happened to the kid? He was obviously a kid, but not much younger than Lloyd was. She didn't know exactly what caused the dead to… un-die? But it couldn't be good./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"The front door opening with a loud creak snapped Koko out of her thoughts. She turned around and saw familiar light blond hair, her son, her baby boy, walking through the doorway./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Lloyd! I've been so worried- where have you been? Did something happen? Are you hurt?" She asked him, nervously stepping towards the boy who was almost taller than her now./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Lloyd grimaced and refused to look her in the eyes. He began to curl a lock of hair around his finger, twirling it over and over. Koko noticed this; it was a nervous habit he always did when he contemplated lying to her./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Uhm. It's—it's nothing. Don't worry, okay?" His voice quivered, and Koko let out a sigh./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Honey, what have we talked about? You emneed/em to tell me things." She said firmly. Her son slumped, relenting./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Morro sort of… attacked me. It was an accident though! He pushed me into some crates, and then he disappeared. I don't know where he went, but I'm fine. I stayed out trying to look for him, but I couldn't find him at all." What she guessed was dismay made its way into Lloyd's vibrant green eyes, as he sat down at the table and buried his face in his sleeves./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko quickly took a seat behind her son, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';""Do you want to keep looking for him tomorrow?" She asked softly. The blond nodded, scooching closer to her. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"span style="font-size: 15.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"Koko mentally reprimanded herself for not being able to quite understand just why Lloyd cares so much. This was going to be difficult, wasn't it?/span/p