2 The house

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Rice: Holy Fucking shit.

We walk in and the house is trashed windows are opens papers flying everywhere and the back door was open.

Me: Mom! Lyain?

Rice: Ms. L/N! Lyain?

there was a pause and Rice takes a look around.

Rice: It was the cops huh.

He furrowed his brows.

Me: No. why would the house look like this if the cops were here?

Rice: idk man but I'm just saying I think it's pr- 

Rice went silent for a good 30 seconds.

Rice: You hear that?

Me: wha-

Rice: SHHH SHH SHH it's coming from over there.

He points to the kitchen and grabs my hand and we walk over there. We step over trash and we stop and get quiet again

MMMMM MM MMM MM

Me: I hear something.

Rice: shhh

Mmmm mm m

Me: the fridge?

I pick up a knife and open the fridge.

Lyain: AHHGGHGGGGGGGHHH!

Me&Rice: AHHH

Me: Lyain!?

I take off the tape on his face and ask him what happened.

Rice: what happened to you?

Lyain: It WaS tHe DuCkS MaNnN! 

      His voice cracks while he's yelling. 

Me: Lyain stop joking.

Lyain: GuYs I'm SeRiOuS. 

He screaches his words while hypervenalating 

Rice: Lyain why are you in the fridge? 

Lyain ignored the question and adds his thought

Lyain: we need to go.

Me: Lyain what's happening? 

I say in a serious voice in concern of where mom is and why we found him in the fridge 🤨

Lyain: There coming we have to go. MoMmMMmM!

No one answers.

Lyain: WHERES MOM?

Rice: Uhhh police station?

Lyain: NO SHES WITH THE DUCKS.

Rice: Stop its not funny anymore. 

Lyain: GuYyS- listen there's no more house, there's no more police station, here's the thing guys, THERES NO MORE WORLD!  

Me: Lyain I'm gonna just call dad to pick us up...

Lyain: Believe me Y/N. Please.

Rice: Lyain I think we need to just pick your mom up from the police station... 

I turn off my phone and look up.

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