Jackie pov

After yesterday's catastrophe Wendy was back on her feet but needed to rest. Everyone was rumoring about her and the media is spreading the word. No telling what other sequence might happen sooner or later. I wonder what Michael would be like if he saw what just happened. He's gone and I know he would have been watching Paris who claimed he cause the scene. 😂😂😂😂

Brandy pov

I'm so tired it's 6:15 a.m. and Nina woke me up early in the morning. Its just like waking up to get ready to go back to middle school.

"Why are we up so early?" I groaned.

"Because we have to figure out some ways or places Michael would be at if we could spot him. "I chuckle at her action.

"Are you still trying to find him? Nina we've been over this already." I yawned as she sighs.

"I know. Just trust me this once and if not I will give up." She said as I smiled sadly for her.

"I'll give you one chance on this." We share a short hug as we went to scout around the city for any sign of Michael.

We've been walking, taking a bus, and rode on bikes to see where Michael is and no luck.

"This is hopeless. No way can Michael be alive at this rate and when the city is packed with a lot of people." I sigh in defeat as she ignore me and paddle away as I follow her.

"We can't give up yet Brandy! I'm sure we could find him and if not then....I don't know. "She held her head as I look to see in her other hand was the book.

"Why are you taking the book with you?" I asked her as she stopped peddling to put it on a break.

"I just thought that we could find anything interesting when we're out in the public." She said as I nodded.

"I don't think we can use the book for anything unusual around here." I said as I felt a rain drop fall on my head as it began to rain harder.

"I think we should head back. C'mon!" I beckon Nina who completely ignored me and took off.

Nina pov

I'm not giving up just yet. Michael has to be alive or I'm going to have to dig up his gravestone myself. Dead or not he should a skeleton by now or still be made up in fake clay. While peddling in the road I felled off my bike on someone's lawn thanks for the grass and I panted.

' Michael wouldn't understand how long we've been together and if he isn't here today alive...i'll be in a wreck right now.' I thought.

I walked in fast pace and don't even care if the rain was blurring my vision. When I got to the memorial grave stone that any person had died in. I just need to find Michael's to see if he is alive. Luckily I manage to find one laying around and that means I need to hide it so no one would get suspicious to who's been here to dig up a dead person.

As I made my way over to Michaels grave I collapse and looked at it up close and hugged it.

"Alright Michael, play times over. Are you dead or alive is all I'm asking." I said smiling and clutched on the book.

I then passed out as the book seemed to be glowing for some reason as I picture a lost memory of being in Italy.  I wasn't alone it was someone else holding out they're arms out for me to hug them.

"Who are they?" I asked myself.

When I woke up I could find myself in someones house that was warm for some reason. Who brought me here?

"I see your awake." I heard a familiar tone.

"Greg?" I look to see my cousin enter with two mugs of hot cocoa as he handed me one.

"How'd you find me?" I asked him taking the cup from him.

"I sometimes come down town to see what's new or the same." He said as I nodded.

"Can I make a call right quick?" I asked as he showed me where his telephone was since my cell phone is dead.