"Oh no," Andy uttered with her stomach rising up into her throat. "Oh no." She stepped backwards in a panic and collided with Edward, which sent them both into the wall and then onto the ground with the clatter of blades. Andy tried to find a place to put her hand to push herself back up that wouldn't impale Edward. She felt the hard surface of the floorboards and used that to prop herself off him.
"Sorry," she said in a huff. He was shaken a little, but she knew he wouldn't really mind. He nodded and began to sit up himself.
Grace almost skidded across the floor as she rushed around the corner. She first looked at the open door, then at Andy looking disheveled, then at Edward getting up from the floor.
"What happened..?" She said. "What have you two been..."
"I tripped over him when I stepped back - the inventor's son - he's gone!" Andy said back, her words all falling over each other in their hurry.
"Gone?!" Grace darted to the open door and looked inside. "Where is he?!"
"What's going on?" Kevin appeared from around the corner with a pained look on his face.
"He's gone again," Edward decided to respond, with an ashamed sort of tone, though nothing was really his fault.
Grace had stepped over all the boxes and made her way into the room. She was scouring the room for anything that might have helped him escape, but the more she looked, the less she found.
"There's nothing here!" She said in exasperation. "The rope isn't even broken. He literally just disappeared." She knelt in defeat and turned her head back to her friends, looking for an answer.
"Let's look for him, then," Andy suggested, and it was clear that two out of the three people weren't too keen on that idea. Kevin seemed fine with it. "What?" She checked Grace and Edward's faces. "How else are we going to find him?"
"She's right, I guess." Grace said, rising and exiting the room, slowly closing the door behind her. "Let's split up into pairs and search everywhere. Andy and Edward, you guys search the inside, and we'll search the outside."
Kevin looked to Grace in confusion. "You're putting both the deadly ones together? What if we need someone to stab the guy?"
Grace held up the detached scissorhand. "Then I'll just have to, won't I?"

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