Brandon's POV: 

We are sitting in the dinning room. But, Amelia just disappeared. 

I run up to the front door. It's wide open. She's gone!

"Guys! Amelia's gone!" I shout. 

They come running to the front door. They look shocked. I don't think any of us expected this. 

"What do we do?" Jenny asked. 

"Well, she couldn't have gone far," I said. "So, let's search for her around the neighborhood." 

I don't Know why I care so much about Amelia. I mean, she's pretty, and nice. And yes, we grew up as friends but I'm not sure why I feel so guilty about leaving her, back in middle school, without telling her. 

Everyone followed me outside. We looked around the neighborhood for about an hour, there was no sign of her. 

Jenny called the police. They said that there would be an investigation in the neighborhood. 

We decided to go door to door to hear peoples alibis. We need to figure out who kidnapped Amelia. 

And fast! 

We just went to the second to last house on the block. Right now, we're on the last house in the neighborhood.

I knocked on the front door three times. 

Finally, someone came to the door. 

A boy. 

He looked around our age. 

"Hi?" He said, wondering why we're here. 

"Hi, do you know anyone named Amelia?" I asked. 

I could see him hesitating for a moment, before answering with "Nope."

"Are you sure? Because you don't look sure." I stated. 

"I'm sure, I would know if I'm sure, and I am sure." He said. 

Then, I heard a noise. It sounded like it was coming from the basement. 

The boy turned his head to a door, it looked like it led downstairs. 

"What was that?" Jenny asked. 

"Oh, it was nothing! Just...my dog" the boy said. 

"Can I meet your dog?" I asked. 

I actually don't want to, but maybe he will confess that he doesn't have a dog, or I could somehow sneak downstairs. 

"Well, uh, fine. Sure, you can meet my dog." He said. "Come on in."

We all looked at each other and nodded. If anything goes wrong, we're prepared.