I'll be there in ten. 

Those were the words Robbie and Marvin had heard half an hour ago. They were all supposed to meet at Starbucks for lunch and to discuss huge upcoming projects for YouTube. They were gonna meet there at 12:30, it was now 1:00 and Jack was no where to be found. 

"I'm starting to get really worried.. he hasn't even got in contact with us in like.. half an hour." Robbie announces quietly, biting his bottom lip lightly. "He's not normally like this." He took another sip of his coffee nervously. Marvin bit his lip as well and glanced out the big window across the room. "He'll show up.. he probably got stuck in traffic or something.." He sighed and looked back at Robbie who was hunched over in his seat with his elbows on the small, round table. "What if he's sick?" Robbie suggested, perking his head up slightly. Marvin shrugged. "Perhaps." 

Twenty more minutes passed and both of them were starting to get really nervous. Robbie's hands and legs were starting to shake as he became more and more uneasy. "S-should we text him?" Robbie asked timidly. Marvin nodded. "I'm really concerned.." Marvin pulled his phone out of his pocket and shot Jack a text. 

Marvin: Hey Jack, you okay? Did you forget about meeting us here?

Delivered

Marvin bit his lip and quickly tapped his fingers on the table as he stared at his lap, with Robbie watching intensely.  "He's not answering.." Marvin sighed as he rose his hands from his lap to the cold table. "Here I'll call him." Robbie insisted as he dialed in Jack's number. 

No matter what they tried, no matter how hard they tried, they just couldn't get a hold of Jack.  He wasn't reading the text messages or answering the phone calls. They tried everything from texts, calls, emails, Instagram, Twitter, everything. He just wasn't picking up.

 It was like he was dead. 

All of the sudden, Marvin harshly stood up, making his chair fly a few feet away from him. "That's it. We're heading to his place." He growled as he grabbed Robbie's arm and ripped him out of his chair, dragging him behind him. "Marvin!! That hurts ya know! I'm not as muscly as you damn humans! I'm fragile!" He exclaimed. "Oh yeah.. ha.. sorry about that." Marvin let go of Robbie's arm and scratched the back of his neck, and Robbie smiled. "No worries, now let's worry about the REAL problems here??!" He snapped. "Right, right. Hopefully he'd not dead." Marvin laughed. Robbie rolled his eyes and the two headed towards Jack's place. 

...

"It's unlocked." Marvin stated as he carefully twisted the cold doorknob and peered inside. "Jack? You in here?" He called out. Silence. They both stepped in and started looking around. "Jack? Where are you buddy?" Robbie yelled as he wandered into the living room. 

Then, Marvin heard a scream. 

"Robbie?!" He exclaimed as he ran into the living room, where Robbie was. 

"What was- JACK OH MY GOD!" Marvin shouted as he saw it. 

Jack's body.

Or more appropriately, his corpse. 

His body lie dead on the ground, facing the wooden floor with fresh, bright red blood covering the rotting flesh and tattered clothes. "Jack h-he's dead! He's actually dead! OH my god.. oh my god this isn't real.. Marvin this isn't real he's... he's just.. I'm.. I'm dreaming right! He can't be dead.. Jack please.. oh my.. holy shit.." Robbie started to cry and panic, pacing back and forth in his spot, biting at his nails. 

"U-um.. I'm sorry Robbie but.. t-this isn't a dream he's actually.. dead." The end of Marvin;'s statement came out as a faint whisper as he knelt down beside Jack. He placed his hand on his lower back and turning him over, only to reveal multiple stab wounds in his neck and multiple gashes and blood splatters on his face, as well as his bright green hair having some blood splatters in it as well. 

Marvin growled and stood up quickly. "Robbie, we need to find out who killed him." 

"But, how?"

"It's gonna be one hell of a ride, so you better buckle up."