J: Dude, Did your electricity go out?

Grian: Nope. The storms not so bad over here. Yours?

J: Yeah...I'm pretty Terrified right now.

J: you do know this is like how 70% of horror movies start.

Grian: Are you home alone?

J: right now. My mom should be here in a few minutes though.

Grian: haha of course.

J: what am I supposed to do without Electricity?

J: how did people live like this? I can't see anything.

Grian: go light some Candles or something. See if you can find a flash light.

J: all of my candles are lit and it just look so much more terrifying.

J: like I'm having some sort of Séance or something. UGGGHHHHH I'm so bored.

Grian: you'll be fine.

J: should I like Read a book? Or just sit in a corner surrounded by flames untill my mom gets Back?

Grian: where did she even go with the weather like this.

J: who knows. She's been acting so strange these past few months.

Grian: how?

J: like how she acted before my dad was sent away.

J: shes just been so paranoid about everything and like, incredibly sad.

Grian: even more then usual?

J: way more then usual

Grian: Why? I thought she was doing so much better since she started dating that business man with the 1940's hair cut.

J: she was until she broke up with him a couple of weeks ago

J: now she has become some sort of Hermit that only leaves the house to go Grocery Shopping every so often.

Grian: what do you mean?

J: since she ended the relationship with mike, now, Evey weekend instead of behind Wined and dined....

J: she just stares out our front window threw the blinds. Then remembers be need milk.
She might be going crazy.

Grian: Really!?

J: Yeah, I mean last night I watched her Walk back and forth to make sure all of the windows and doors were shut.

J: and Locked at least 13 times before she went to bed.

J: P.S I'm still in awe of our ancestors for living without he beautiful thing called electricity.

J: thank you Benjamin Franklin

Grian: she sounds like my mom after she binge watches those awful crime shows.

J: for real, its like she's waiting for Michael meyers to come to mount Juliet.

J: she Either losing her mind, or she's hiding something from me. Including all the flash lights. I can barely see anything Now.

Grian: open up some of the blinds.

J: smart Thinkin Grian.

Grian: just stay away from the windows, I think we are under a tornado warning.

J: thats weird.

Grian: what is?

J: our house is the only one on the street that has no power.

Grian: maybe it wasn't the storms fault. Maybe there's something wrong with your circuit breaker.

J: or maybe my mom convinently forgot to pay the power bill.

J: I don't even know what a circuit breaker is.

J: HURRY UP MOM.

j: oh wait I think she's here.

Grian: finally.

....

Grian: did she get he lights back on?

....

Grian: Helllloooooo

.....

Grian: JAAAAYYYYYY

J: I could have sworn I heard the front door open.

Grian: is she not home yet?

J No, i'm officially freaked out.

Grian: maybe your hearing the wind. Have you tried calling her?

J: No, Not yet.

Grian: call her maybe shes just stuck in Traffic.

J: alright.

J: she didn't answer.

J: I'm starting to get a little paranoid over here.

Grian: just breath. I'm sure shes Alright. Do you need me to come over?

J: I keep hearing Foot steps down stairs.

J: I think someone is here.

Grian: its probably her. Just go check again.

Ten minutes later.

Grian: is she home?

Grian: just let me know if everything alright.

......

Grian: I'm leaving to come to your house in five minutes if you don't respond.

J: she's here.

Grian: Good. She'll get the lights on soon, everything will be alright and we can start trying to find your mom a new man.

Grian: maybe someone with a 1890's Mustache?

J: something weird is going on.

Grian: what?

J: my mom just told me to go to my room and lock my door.

J: she's never done that before.

Grian: shes probably just paranoid about the storm.

J: I don't know. She was acting weird. Weirder then normal.

J: I think she's screaming at someone.

Grian: on the phone?

J : I think someone else

j: I can't tell what's going on.

Grian: is it bad?

J: I don't know I can't tell, I can't hear them. I will have to go downstairs and check.

Grian: listen to your mom, J, and stay in your room.

J: she's screaming.

Grian: should you call the cops?

J: something broke.

J: I keep hearing glass hit the floor

Grian: maybe its the storm, just stay calm.

J: I can hear her crying. I think shes hurt. I need to help her I dont know what to do.

Grian: I'm calling the police right now they should be at your house soon.

Grian: stay in your room and make sure your doors are locked! Stay in contact with me until they get there!

J: I don't know.

J: its quiet Now.

J: I can't hear her anymore.

J: something wrong.

J: I have to go check on her.

Grian: J Stay where you are!!!

J: I can hear footsteps.

J: someone is coming up the stairs.

Grian: Stay Quiet, J!! The police said they'd be there as soon as possible.

J: he knows my name.

J: he knows me.

Grian: J Dont move the cops should be there any minute please just stay safe!!

.....

Grian: J!?

Grian: J are you alright!?

Grian: Please tell me your alright!!!

J: it's my dad.

Grian: your Dad?? I thought he lived in canada or something, what are you talking about?!

J: omg hes out.

Grian: out of where???

J: jail

Grian: What????!!!! What are you talking about? J??

J: He found us.