"My Parents....?" well not my parents indeed. A picture of them, like two pictures on the board. There weren't just two of them rather there were four more pictures. Two of them with cross marks on them. "Is this criminal going to kill my parents next?" I questioned.

I decided to quickly look around and find a clue of what's going on. I look down in the drawers. In the first drawer, there were printed papers and a pen. In the second drawer I found a Pendrive. Heading down back to hall I wondered what was in the Pendrive. It was middle of the night I chose to take a nap, I decided to sleep on the couch with that tired dog. I cuddle up the dog and try to warm myself but my puzzled thoughts were keeping me awake, I was tossing and turning restlessly. Finally after two hours I fell asleep.

It was around 6 am. Sunshine beamed through the rusty brown curtain, the atmosphere was foggy and windy. A sparrow was chipping in the backyard, stretching my arms I slowly get up. "Where's that dog?" I thought looking around the house. The backdoor was completely open so I conclude that the dog must have gone somewhere in the woods to find something to eat.

I look around the backyard, across the bushes. There was an apple tree. I pluck a few apples and walk to the washroom, wash them, and wondering about the Pendrive I consume them. I quickly rush up the stairs to the room where I found this Pendrive hoping maybe I could find something in this daylight. I look down the table and look what I found! A KEY! "First a Pendrive and now a key?" I look around the room, something was handing on the hook on the wall. Moving closer to the wall I realize that the thing hanging was an ID card. It was dusty too, I clean it with my dress and "This is not what I was expecting! It was a reporter" who's name was Will Craig! Actually makes sense, there was a typewriter, a board of suspects, trophies, and medals.

But wait, "Are my parents suspects? What did they do?" now my mind had nothing but all these questions.

I was actually parched but I had only two water bottles and I didn't know when I was going to get out of here so I open the can have the juice instead. It was afternoon time, the dog didn't return "It got lost in the woods" I thought. I was actually bored as I had no alternative work. I go outside to the backyard, place an old cloth, which I found in the storeroom on the rusted bench and sit there observing the backyard. "I wish I had my sketchbook here" I said to myself. Thinking about my sketchbook I shout "Damn!" I realized that I drew this scenario in my book.

Not the exact thing but I remember drawing Harry, a car accident and the woods. I try hard to recall the things I drew next hoping maybe I can figure out some way to get outta here, but nope my mind was blank knowing that I can predict future through the sketches in my sketchbook. Losing all hopes I get inside the house. I decide to sweep the house, I get a broom and start sweeping. There was a TV too but it wasn't working, maybe the wire was cut I guessed and went to the storeroom. Returning back to the hall I realized that I had Harry's bag and "Shit" I forgot that I had this laptop. I try to open it, guessing the passwords because I remember he opened it at the cafe we went to and "Voila!" it unlocked. So now I could look at what's inside the Pendrive, it took around two hours to process and Alas! it opened. It just had a file which again took a while to open.

It seemed like it was an article which he had written to publish in the newspaper. It finally opened and what the heck! it was a list of drug dealers in Bridgewald. It mentioned the names of the suspects and that they were trying to ship the drugs to some other country.

I was void. I looked down at the list of the suspects- "Laurel Miller"

"Henry Miller"

"Oh my! My parents?"

"James Williams"

"Marie Williams"

"And Harry's too?"

There were two other names that were not familiar to me. I was in a complete dilemma. I never ever expect something like this to pop out!

How am I supposed to react when I find out that my parents are drug dealers? I was completely shocked. I shut down the laptop aggressively. "But my parents were always home! How and when did all this happen" I questioned myself. "Did John know about this? If not how would he react to this shit? The first thing I gotta do when I get free from here is to inform my brother about this." But the main question I had in my mind was "Where is Will Craig?"

It was 7 pm and all these thoughts made me anxious. I open the packet of chips and just have two sips of water."Well, at least one question was answered! that's what was in the Pendrive?" but "What about the key?" I questioned myself. I try to move the furniture to make it look more appealing. By furniture I just meant the table and the couches. There was an old rag right under the table, which moved along when I pushed the table.

Under the rag, there was a drawer lock connected to the wooden floor which meant there was something underneath "Wher's the key?"Thinking about it I move the couch "Good To Go Now" I said. I completely forgot that I had a key, the one I found earlier upstairs all I could think now was that my parents were drug dealers and I had no idea about that! I was kind of frustrated so I just walk around drinking the third can of juice. Looking at my bag I realized "OHHHHHH! I HAVEEE THEE KEYYY!" I quickly finish up the drink, while taking out the key from my bag I think "What if it's not the one? But what goes in trying?" I know how silly of me to not think about it before.

I try to open the look, the lock opened but there wasn't anything like a handle to pull it out and it was jammed. I go to the storeroom and pick up the spade. I finally open it, the wooden tile just came off and "Woahhhh....."