Dan's POV:

I woke up this morning, and realized it was 11 am. I jumped out of bed, wondering why Phil hadn't woken me up. I pulled on my jeans, and left my bedroom. I entered the kitchen, but Phil wasn't there. I ended up searching the whole house, but Phil wasn't there. I was starting to get worried, but maybe Phil just got lost. That's very like him. I pulled out my phone, and called him. He didn't answer, and I put down my phone, worried for his safety. I decided to go out in London to see if I could find him. I walked out of the apartment, and pulled out my phone. I could see an unread text message, and it was from Phil. It said, " Sorry Dan, I got lost. I'll be home before 11 though. I think I'm near the Queen's castle actually. Huh. See you later. Ps, I won't forget the pancakes."  I smiled to myself, and continued to the Queen's castle. 

10 min later

I finally dragged myself out here, and I can't find Phil. But I did find one thing. His phone. It was on the ground, near a wall map. Phil was definitely here. I just hope he's okay, wherever he is.

Phil's POV: 

I awoke in a strange place. This isn't my bed. It was a van. The car hit a bump, and I opened my eyes fully. I try to get up, to see where I am, but I can't move. I look down, and I covered in rope. My hands, arms, legs, and feet are tied, and I'm gagged as well. I scream. Well, I try to considering that I can't open my mouth. I hear a guy sigh up front, but he doesn't do anything, and we continue driving. The memories of last night flood into my mind, and my head hurts just thinking about it. Dan's probably wondering where I am, and I bet he's worried. I vaguely remember sending him a text a little while before I was knocked out. A lone tear rolls down my cheek, thinking I'll never see Dan again. He is my best friend after all, and he understands me. The van stopped while I was lost in thought, and the back doors of the van open. A man approaches me, and I scoot as far away as possible. He comes closer, and I can't move any farther back, because I'm in a corner. He looks me up and down, then snaps his fingers. Two strong men come up behind him, and he points to me and says, "Get him." I shiver in fear as the two men get in the back, and somehow lift me up. They carry me into a building, and throw me into room. I clear my vision, and shake my head. I look around, and see many familiar faces. Markiplier, Pewdiepie, Charlieissocoollike, Jacksepticeye, Smosh, and lots of others. I stare at them as they stare at me. Each Youtuber has a specific kind of restraint. Mark has chains on his wrists, Jack is tied up almost like I am, Felix is tied to a wall, etc. I look around, and I have one question in mind. What?

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             -Matsukitty