Alex POV

I can't get Denis when I am in the mental hospital. I needed to tell Corl. "Excuse me," I said to the social worker. "Can I make a phone call? I miss my friends." "Sure!" She said kindly. I take the phone and call Corl. He said he loved Denis so I am sure that he will save him. Wait, he went insane. I forgot. Too late now. He answered the phone with "What do you want?!?!" "Corl its Alex. Denis is alive. He faked his death. Find him in Saskatchewan on ******* ******road. Hurry!" I could hear Corl breathing heavily. "Ok likman." He said. I could tell he was crying.

Corl POV

Alex called at the exact wrong time.

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I grabbed my knife. Sketch was sitting on my couch watching horror movie. I walked up to him slowly, not wanting to make a sound. I was just about to stab him when the phone rang. Both me and Sketch jumped. I quickly hide the knife and said I would get the phone. Dang it.

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I started crying. I did not want to tell Sketch, so I ran to the bathroom. Denis is alive. I need to get to him. I ran to my bed to cry in my pillow. I ended up falling asleep.

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"Denis I am sorry I went crazy." "I can't forgive you Corl. I hate you" "but I love you! I can't live without you!" "You did for 12 years."
I burst into tears.

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I woke up, scared and lonely. Sketch was beside me, holding my arm, telling me to calm down. All I wanted was Denis. "You were screaming dude. Are you ok? Or was it just a bad dream?" He asked. "I-it w-was j-just a d-dream." I said. But really it was not just a dream. It was a nightmare that I knew would come true.