MEANWHILE
Aphmau pov
I knocked on the door to Zane's house. I had gotten his request to be a diplomatic envoy. It wouldn't matter now, he's not the Zane i fell in love with. So, i might as well let him do whatever. I knocked on his door again. He cant be asleep. Its two in the afternoon! I knocked again until the door came off his hinges. Self note: Next time you build a house, make sure the door is sturdy. I stepped into the dark house. The house the old Zane and i built together. I crept around his house. I haven't seen much of what he decorated. Hmm. It looks okay. The current Zane probably remodeled. I made my way to Zane's room. The door squeaked open. I peeked inside. He wasn't in here. Dangit! I looked around. It suddenly felt cold in here. I went to close the window, but i realized it was broken. What!?!? Shattered glass lay on the floor, along with blood stains and a bat. But in the center of it all was a black scarf, Zane's scarf. I saw someone pass past the window. I twas Garroth.
"Lord Aphmau! The werewolf tribe has reported that two figures passed though the nether portal early this morning." Garroth exclaimed. I knew where Zane went. I wrapped his scarf around my neck. I need to find him