𝘖𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦.

Interrogation.

"Can you guys tell us what happened?"
They were in the interrogation room, Dave was standing next to Thatcher drinking his coffee.

Thatcher looked at the two, Mark was still shaking and hyperventilating.

Adam was silent, he didn't know what to say or do he was just shaking. Everything was happening so quickly.

"Boys, I'm gonna need you to answer me or we won't be getting anywhere."

"S-Sorry.." Mark said quietly.

"U-Uhm..So..Last night..We got..Attacked."

"By?"

"Uhm..C-Cesar Torres?.."

Dave froze.

"Wait, Cesar?..Cesar..Torres?.."

"Y-Yeah?..Do you know him?"

"Yes, Adam! Mark use to bring you all over to my house."

Mark smiled at those words.

"Oh..That's right.." Adam pretty much forgot, he always had horrible memory.

"Oh my goodness..I'm so sorry, boys.." Dave sighed, looking at the two.

"It didn't last that long..None of us were hurt in the basement."

"That's good.."

"E-Everything was just happened so quickly..I'm still..Scared.."

"It's alright to be scared, don't worry, k?"

Adam just kept quiet, he wanted to leave now.

"Well..That's kinda all we needed, I'll be happy to drive you guys home."

"Alright..I guess.."