Lefty's pov
"You want me to do what?!" I exclaimed at Bryan through the phone.
"Just keep an eye on Jason, it's not that hard, " Bryan said before hanging up.

"What was that about?" Molten asked me.
It took me a while to explain.
"That pretty odd, " Molten murmured.

Jason's pov
I was watching the giant television; the shows didn't really make sense to me, but I really loved this show called. 'Vault 16', it was a drama that took place in an underground fallout shelter called vault 16.
I heard the door open, and I looked over, expecting Bryan.
But instead of him, I saw a black bear with one yellow eye and......how do I explain his friend.
It was like he was blown up and put back together by a blind man.
"Um hi," I muttered, confused.
"Dont worry, we're just going to watch you," The black bear said."I'm lefty, and this is Molten," He introduced cheerfully.
"I don't need a baby sitter," I said, but then.
"Oh really, so the kid that should be in a cemetery shouldn't be watched." Molten exclaimed, emotionless.

Two hours later.

"Fubreeze cover it up" The announcer in the commercial said.

"Well, it's not my present, so what should I call it." I exclaimed, confused.
"I don't know, just not the future." Molten shouted.
I looked over to lefty, and he had a.....
What was it called a cell phone against his head and he was talking to someone.
"Good, " He hung up."Bryans coming back, he has some information," Lefty exclaimed.
"Does he have my stuff?" I asked, hopefully.
"OH SHUT UP!"

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"SHUT UP!" The loud male voice shouted, and I felt a burning in my neck.
I fell to my knees.
"Guards, throw Jason here into the water pit." He shouted, and I was grabbed from behind and dragged out of the room.

Henry and Wendy looked like they wanted to say something, but probably choked it back.
Or maybe they couldn't speak because HE took their voices.
I tried to escape the guards, but they were too strong.

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I started crying. What happened to them?
"Molten, he's crying," Lefty complained.
"What did I do?" Molten asked.
"You yelled at him, apologize to him." Lefty shouted.
"No, " Molten complained.
"Something has them," I cried out. I collapsed onto the couch.
"Something stole them and is keeping them," I wept out. "As pets, he takes people, and he doesn't care"