As soon as I said that simple phrase, Tyler's eyes widened, but he didn't move. I was starting to get a little concerned when a sudden alarm went off. Tyler fell off the couch and we both jumped to our feet, running out the door to be greeted by Brian and Jon in the 'living room', or the head quarters.

"What the hell is going on?!"

I had to shout over the annoying screeches of the ear-splitting alarm. 

"I have no Idea!"

We all turned our heads to the door as Evan ran in and fell on the ground, skidding back a little.

"What the hell happened Evan?!"

Evan had a terrified look on his face as if he wasn't believing his eyes. His face was the perfect definition of horror and alarm.

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Once the alarm stopped going off, we hauled Evan onto the sofa and he just held his head in his hands. I looked around the room, but something felt odd... It was eerily silent except Evan's quiet sobs and whimpers.

"H-he's G-gone..."

I turned to Evan and took him by the shoulders. That was the first thing he has said to us in almost an hour.

"Who's gone, Evan?"

His breath became more shaky as he tried to calm down.

"Bo-both o-of them a-are gone!"

He stood up and started pacing the room as everyone stepped back.

"Who's 'them', Evan?"

He then lifted his face up to meet mine, anger and tears were coating his face.

"The Doctor..... And Marcel....."

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So hey guys, Dash here! This is what I'm going to be calling 'Fillers'. It's the 200 - fillers I do when I get sick or my mind hates me!

I am so sorry for the torture, but I will update as soon as I feel better! Peace!

-Dash out