A/N: You may all know that hurricane Maria hit Puerto Rico. Well I'm the 40% of Puerto Rico that has electricity but it came without wifi. So I couldn't post the Halloween special in those days. I'm know I'm too late to do it but at least I have part of it. Anyways, let's go to the story.

It was a normal day in the house. Glamist was drawing in his laptop some... random... doodles? I don't know what the fuck he's drawing in his laptop. Honestly I don't fucking know what he draws in his... alone time? You know what fuck it Maria just fucked up my way of narrating stories. EVEN MY ENGLISH GOT WORST! But let me try to fix this...

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Hey let me process this shit ok, is not easy to find the right words to write this chapter well. You know something fuck it I need to practice my script again let's just go to the scene ok.

- "Glam have you seen Rogers?" FA asked.
- "No. Maybe he's in Starbucks, or in a tattoo shop" Glamist replied without looking at her an continuing doing his stuff.
- "Why you think he's in a tattoo shop?" FA asked as she sat beside Glamist.
- "I don't know FA. I don't even care what he's doing anymore" Glamist replied as he moved his laptop and tablet away.

Then they heard an explosion from the backyard and FA's eyes widen.

- "Do you think that's Rogers?" FA asked looking directly to Glamist.
- "Nah, maybe is Danaelya with the phone connected to the AUX cord using that stupid sound effect app" Glamist replied waving his hand.
- "I'm right here" Danaelya interrupted.
- "Holy shit" Glamist said and he stood up the couch quickly.

Glamist, FA and Danaelya rushed themselves to the backyard. They saw Rogers trying to stand up from the grass with his face...

Glamist: Wait a minute, in this script you just put that the-
Gale: Careful with the spoilers Glam
Glamist: It's just absurd
Gale: Do not criticize my story, I'm not Stephen King or some professional writer ok
Glamist: Yeah yeah, whatever you say. You suck at narrating by the way.
Gale: That was rude and mean from you.  
Glamist: Fuck off and let's continue with this shit.

Full of gas grime. He swept his shirt a little and then Glamist walked towards him.

- "Hi Glam" Rogers said in a "I did nothing wrong" voice.
- "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Glamist said yellin
- "Hey ey ey, chill"
- "What you were doing by the way?"
- "I was going to do grilled hamburgers but the grill just exploded"
- "Oh fuck, how did that-"
- "Don't ask what I can't answer"
- "Where you got that extinguisher by the way?"
- "That my dearest honey bun, is one of the things I can't answer in this moment"
- "Don't call me honey bun"
- "ROGERS YOU STOLE THAT FROM STARBUCKS!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"
- "Hey! First, It wasn't from Starbucks and second, I borrowed from the hospital without let them know"
- "Why you stole that from the hospital?"
- "Do you want the house to catch fire?"
- "No"
- "That's what I thought"
- "Rogers I have a question"
- "Argh! you guys are asking me too much! I didn't killed anyone... yet"
- "What's in that storage?"
- "Want me to show you? Follow me"
- "I don't feel like getting inside of that storage at this hour of the night"
- "Relax FA, everything will be A-Ok"
- "If you say so"

They got inside the storage. It was a wooden storage that Rogers asked a friend to make it so he could put the grill in. It was full of spider webs in the corners (Well he made that to make it look creepy) and it was dark as fuck. Glamist turned on a bulb that was hanging from a cable (If you saw Home Alone 2 you will know what I'm saying). Rogers opened the fridge and since it wasn't open for a long time and it was empty and extra cold only with a bottle IDFK what the bottle had but it looked like a instant lemon juice or some shit like it. Rogers opened the fridge (that it doesn't look like a fridge at all) and grabbed the bottle.

- "Rogers, how did you got that fridge?"
- "Too much questions Glam, I work remember"
- "I know that"
- "Then don't ask me anything ok, questions will be answered at the end of the tour" Rogers said as he drank the juice. After he drank the juice, he fainted.
- "Holy shit Rogers!" Glamist said in panic. Then the light turned off.
- "I have a bad feeling of this" FA said in panic.
- "Guys relax, maybe Gale's just playing with us it's just a prank from-" Danaelya said as he got "killed by some mysterious person.
- "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" FA and Glamist screamed

                                                               To be continued...