"It was very weird" Christopher replied. "There was this guy. He pulled up to our drive in a black Volkswagen. The guy was dressed in this black robe thingy and he broke open our door. I was upstairs when it happened but Anythony was in the living room. Anyway, he dragged Anthony out of the house and brought him to his car. He then held a rag over his face until he passed out and shoved him into the boot of his car. I saw this when I was looking out of my bedroom window. I got a piece of paper and sneezed down stairs to the outside. He must have gone back into the house because when I saw him, he was holding a stone head from a statue and put it into his car. When he was speaking to someone on a phone in his car, I wrote down his number plate before he drove off" Christopher stated. Christopher then thought back to it.

The black robed figure pulled up to the house he knew where the head was. Getting out of his Volkswagen, he walked to the front door and kicked it open. His target was right in front of him. Anthony was wearing a plain white T-Shirt, grey track pants and red trainers. He had short brown hair, blue eyes and he was white skinned. The black robed figure rushed at Anthony just as he tried to call for help. Anthony struggled in the Figure's arms and managed to rip of a piece of his robes which fell to the floor. The black hooded figure lost his grip on Anthony so Anthony tried to run up the stairs. However, the hooded figure grabbed him and pulled him backwards and towards the door. During this, Anthony accidentally broke the light in the hallway which caused it to start flickering. The hooded figure managed to drag Anthony to his vehicle and pulled out a rag with chloroform on it. He held it over Anthony's face until he passed out. The black hooded figure then opened the trunk to the Volkswagen and shoved Anthony's limp body into it. Slamming the trunk shut, the man went back into the house and went into the dining room. He noticed a grey old statue held which had been broken off a stature on the dinning table. The figure picked it up and walked back to his car with it. When he put it in his car, he opened up His laptop to see the live news and called his partner. Little did he know, Christopher was crouched next to the front door and was writing down the number plate to the Volkswagen.

"Wait a minute" Owen muttered and pulled out his phone again. Owen looked through his phone and went to his photos. He went to the most recent photo which was a selfie of him and Christopher the other night and they were holding a broken statue head. "Was it this?" Owen asked and showed Christopher the image. "Yeah that it! What is that anyway?" Christopher asked. "Um. Me and Anthony sort of 'took' it last night" Owen replied sheepishly.