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using his friend’s escape to run down the steps.
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The morning came a little too quickly that day to Morgan's opinion. He woke up in his bed with a slight headache and absolutely no memory of how he got there.
The last thing he remembered was saying good night to Din and then going upstairs, how he entered his room or how he ended up lying on his back in his bed, staring at the ceiling was way beyond him.
‘I am never smoking pot with Din again’. He decided, smiling to himself knowing that he would break that vow as soon as he gets the chance.
Morgan stretched in his bed ,dragging himself up and out, letting his feet touch the expectedly cold floor and lifting his head up to look at the clock besides Casey bed.
'Six thirty am, way too early.'
He thought to himself. ’Hmm…the floor is not cold…’ He looked down. ‘I guess it means that it’s already summer.’ He stretched again, this time sitting back down on the bed. ‘Maybe I should go back to sleep?’ He cracked his head to the side, he felt weird, out of place.
'Why don't I feel tired?'
Morgan wondered, glancing at Casey's empty bed. ‘What the…” He got up from the bed and walked over to his sister’s.
'Well, that never happened before…She woke up before I did and didn't even try to wake me up.' His thoughts ran amok. ‘Casey never got up before he did, and what was with that made up bed? It looked like no one had slept in it that night, that wasn't possible, was it?’
“What’s going on here?”
Morgan asked himself, noticing that he was still dressed in the same clothes he had worn the night before, and weirder yet, standing on the other side of the room now, looking at Casey’s obviously moved bed.
‘Did she do that?’ Morgan shook his head and again looked down at himself. 'Must have forgotten to change them last night before I crashed.' He figured rubbing his head, yes, it was a very confusing morning.
'Crashed…That doesn’t sound good…Well; better go to the lunch room if I'm already awake. I'm not that hungry but maybe Casey is there…'
Morgan thought as he walked to the door, momentarily wandering why it was on the wrong side of the bedroom and then he walked out, leaving the closed door, closed as it was, untouched, without a single noise to indicate that someone had gone through it or even tried to open it at all.
“Morgan?” Casey woke up once again, lifting her head from the pillow, she could almost swear that someone was standing over her, someone was whispering over her head but then he walked away but when she looked around the room she saw that she w as alone, she was sure of that.
“Casey…” Came the whisper from the door.
“Morgan?” Casey snapped her head at that direction but there was no one there by the closed door.
"Morgan…?" Casey looked at her brother's bed which hadn't been slept in, still made as the house keeping left it the day before; Morgan didn't come back last night.
"Something…Something is wrong…"
Casey whispered, realizing that her twin was in fact missing. “Din…” She jumped out of the bed and stumbled up to the door. “I have to find him.” She didn't know that after she left she was the one that was being searched for, searched by her grieving mother, bearing the most terrible news.
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"What is going on here?"
Casey asked herself, quickly getting down the steps. She didn't even bother to put her make up on, the one thing no one but Morgan saw her without as she ran out of her room and down the stairs Morgan had fell from.
The blood that was there that morning had been already cleaned away so Casey still didn't know anything that could have tipped her off to her brother’s misfortune and last night’s events.
"Morgan!" She heard Toby
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The morning came a little too quickly that day to Morgan's opinion. He woke up in his bed with a slight headache and absolutely no memory of how he got there.
The last thing he remembered was saying good night to Din and then going upstairs, how he entered his room or how he ended up lying on his back in his bed, staring at the ceiling was way beyond him.
‘I am never smoking pot with Din again’. He decided, smiling to himself knowing that he would break that vow as soon as he gets the chance.
Morgan stretched in his bed ,dragging himself up and out, letting his feet touch the expectedly cold floor and lifting his head up to look at the clock besides Casey bed.
'Six thirty am, way too early.'
He thought to himself. ’Hmm…the floor is not cold…’ He looked down. ‘I guess it means that it’s already summer.’ He stretched again, this time sitting back down on the bed. ‘Maybe I should go back to sleep?’ He cracked his head to the side, he felt weird, out of place.
'Why don't I feel tired?'
Morgan wondered, glancing at Casey's empty bed. ‘What the…” He got up from the bed and walked over to his sister’s.
'Well, that never happened before…She woke up before I did and didn't even try to wake me up.' His thoughts ran amok. ‘Casey never got up before he did, and what was with that made up bed? It looked like no one had slept in it that night, that wasn't possible, was it?’
“What’s going on here?”
Morgan asked himself, noticing that he was still dressed in the same clothes he had worn the night before, and weirder yet, standing on the other side of the room now, looking at Casey’s obviously moved bed.
‘Did she do that?’ Morgan shook his head and again looked down at himself. 'Must have forgotten to change them last night before I crashed.' He figured rubbing his head, yes, it was a very confusing morning.
'Crashed…That doesn’t sound good…Well; better go to the lunch room if I'm already awake. I'm not that hungry but maybe Casey is there…'
Morgan thought as he walked to the door, momentarily wandering why it was on the wrong side of the bedroom and then he walked out, leaving the closed door, closed as it was, untouched, without a single noise to indicate that someone had gone through it or even tried to open it at all.
“Morgan?” Casey woke up once again, lifting her head from the pillow, she could almost swear that someone was standing over her, someone was whispering over her head but then he walked away but when she looked around the room she saw that she w as alone, she was sure of that.
“Casey…” Came the whisper from the door.
“Morgan?” Casey snapped her head at that direction but there was no one there by the closed door.
"Morgan…?" Casey looked at her brother's bed which hadn't been slept in, still made as the house keeping left it the day before; Morgan didn't come back last night.
"Something…Something is wrong…"
Casey whispered, realizing that her twin was in fact missing. “Din…” She jumped out of the bed and stumbled up to the door. “I have to find him.” She didn't know that after she left she was the one that was being searched for, searched by her grieving mother, bearing the most terrible news.
---
"What is going on here?"
Casey asked herself, quickly getting down the steps. She didn't even bother to put her make up on, the one thing no one but Morgan saw her without as she ran out of her room and down the stairs Morgan had fell from.
The blood that was there that morning had been already cleaned away so Casey still didn't know anything that could have tipped her off to her brother’s misfortune and last night’s events.
"Morgan!" She heard Toby
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