You and fez race past red lights not stopping for a thing - not even police.
We heard sirens, but that just made us faster.

My heart was pounding, as I kept getting flashbacks of the hammer
hitting mouse across his skull.
I bit my tongue because I would only realise a loud cry for help if not.

Tears filled my eyes as the car came to a slow and before I knew it, we were outside. The house looked dimmer than ever, darker than ever and creepier than ever.

Fez turned off the engine, then reached and grabbed something from the pockets behind the front seat. It was a gun.

I started to recall when mouse pointed the same style of gun at my head (M1911) and I saw my life flash before my eyes. My whole body went numb as I could hear white noise practically ripping on my ear drums.

I wasn't usually a fearful person but knowing something bad could happen to Ash, of Fez... That didn't sit right with me.

Suddenly I could hear again and I saw fez slam the door shut as he tucked his gun into his back pocket. I followed him quickly out of the car. He slowly started walking up the stairs but I just froze in plain sight. A few seconds later fez turned around to realise I wasn't in my usual state. He then crept down the stairs again and took my hand.

F: look I know this isn't gonna be easy for you, it wasn't easy for any of us, but we're a team and well, we all know what you're going through, but right now, ash needs you more than ever. Remember it was all for you!

You nod and follow fez up the long stairs till we finally make it to a door. The door was tall and heavy... I wonder why!

Y/N: what do we do? *whispering*

F: idk- we can't just ring the doorbell-

*Y/N rings the doorbell*

F: FUCK- Y/N!

*you wait but nothing happens, till you see the ring doorbell make a beeping noise*

Then you heard a voice "who is it".

Fez broke the silence, "fez... and y/n"

Then the door opened and there was a guy stood there with a gun. He had grills... Obviously they was real because he probs was a really successful drug dealer but besides the point he looked ridiculous. If I didn't know who this guy or who he worked for was, I wouldn't think twice about him having tin foil on his teeth. Plus he had like a full bald head. Like I get ash I'd like a skin fade, but this guy was like BALDDD with three d's. It gave Andrew Tate...

"Get yo ass inside, QUICK" spoke "Andrew tate" (let's just call him that).

Me and fez both looked at eachother, then followed "Andrew" through the hallway. As I walked through I noticed another guy behind the door. He must of been there the full time for safety or suttin. I slowed down my paste when I say this geeza bolting the door BACK UP. LIKE IT HAD TWENTY LOCKS.

The house had a old women scent... like yanno the smell that like reminds you of cats and bingo... that.