"What's with the bat?" Micky frowned.
"In case the lady in the mirror tries to get me."
"Peter, it was just a story. Where's Davy?" Mike asked.
"I don't know. He wasn't in our old room."
"But that's where he was headed." Mike said.
"Aw you know Davy. He's hiding somewhere. Waiting for us to find him, so he can jump out and scare us." Micky said.
"Well let's wait a few minutes so we can scare him." Mike grinned.
"Yeah!" Micky rubbed his hands evilly.
Ten minutes passed and Davy still hadn't returned.
"Alright. We better go look for him. He's got to be around here someplace." Mike sighed.
"I'll check upstairs." Micky said.
"I'll check anywhere that doesn't have any mirrors." Peter shivered.
"Man is he going to get it when I find him!" Mike grumbled.
"He's not upstairs." Micky said.
"He's not anywhere in the pad. Maybe he went outside." Mike said.
"What if the lady in the mirror got him?" Peter whimpered.
"It was just a story." Micky said.
The three went outside.
"Alright Davy! You scared us! Now come out so we can see ya!" Mike yelled.
"Davy? Where are you?" Micky called.
"Lady in the mirror! Please let Davy go! Take me instead!" Peter cried.
"What's this?" Micky asked. He picked up a flashlight. "It's Davy's."
"Uh-oh." Peter said.
"I'm starting to get worried Mike. I mean Davy loves to pull pranks and stuff. But I don't think he'd go this far."
"You're right. He would've came out by now if he were hiding. But if he isn't hiding. Then where is he?" Mike asked.