Bryan's POV~
After work, I headed home as I ways do. I feel the wind grew stronger with every step I take, I feel like I was being followed. I look around. Nothing, I turn back around and started up walking again. I was coming up to my house when I noticed something strange. "Wait... Didn't I lock my door...??" my door was open, I just go inside and close the door. "Hello...??", I feel like I wasn't alone. "Who's here!", I pull out a pocket knife and started looking around, I open the kitchen door and start looking around, "You have a lot of paranoia, huh??", I spin around to see Jon by the counter, "Jon! You scared me!", he chuckled and walked up to me, "Hehe... Well, I do apologize for surprising you, friend...", I hear something in his voice that didn't fit with me, "Jon... What are you doing in my house...?", he smiles, "Oh... Can I not visit my best friend?", Jon was now inches from my face, "Jon, what is wrong?", he smiles at me, I noticed he had something behind his back, "What's that... Behind you?", he chuckled... Nobody could have prepared me for what happened next. Jon unexpectedly reached out from behind his back and covered my mouth with a white handkerchief over my mouth, "*muffled words*", I started to struggle but I knew Jon was stronger than me, but that never hesitated me, I didn't tempt to inhale and exhale into the handkerchief, I knew what it was but I was running out of breath... After a few more minutes of struggling... I started to feel sleepy, my legs became unsteady and my eyes felt heavy, "Come on, Bryan~... Give in...", I still kept fighting until my eyes started to drop, "*muffled*", Jon smiled, "Goodnight, Bryan~", that's when I blacked out...

Jon's POV~
Once he was finally out, I picked him up and carried him into my car, I threw him in the back seat, "That was harder than I thought...!", I look around to make sure no one was watching me, I jump in the driver seat and started the engine, I looked in the back to make sure he was still out, he had a large bruise on the side of his head, he must have out it when I threw him in, I started driving..., "Don't worry Bryan... You'll be with you REAL Father very soon...", I smile to myself.

Michael's POV~
I was eavesdropping on Foxy and Orville fighting over a toaster, a toaster. I shake my head marveling at how Chris puts up with them. "Hey, Michael?" I look up to see Elizabeth was looking very concerned. "Yes?" I asked her. "Chris isn't picking up his phone and I'm getting worried about him." my eyes grow wide. "What?!" everyone stopped communicating as I pull out my phone to try and reach him, after a few rings, nothing! I was now in fear. "Why?? Why isn't he...!!?!", Springbonnie came over to me and tried to calm me down. "We can go to his house as soon as we can, get a few things. We're going to find Chris. I lost him once. Not again!" I rush to the kitchen to get a butcher knife.