"Martin wants us to come over to his house," I said to Tyler.
"Is there a problem?" He asked.
"I have no idea," I replied. "Let's go have a look," I said as I walked out of the house and he followed me.
When we got to his house I knocked twice as he opened the door.
His cloth was stained all through with blood and from his countenance he was frightened.
"What happened to your cloth?" I asked but he did not say a word as he opened the door for us to come in then turned as he moved towards the stairs.
"Follow me," he said as he climbed the staircase.
Tyler shifted his gaze at me then back at Martin who was still moving slowly upstairs.
"Did something happen to his parents?" Tyler asked me.
"It seems like they were attacked when Martin was not at home," I replied as we followed hi
