Tessa led me down the creaking stairs to what is suppose to be the living room. Instead of couches, a flat screen TV and a table, there were multiple TV's hanging on the wall, a huge desk with maps, bean bag chairs everywhere and newspapers in different places.
The room look like a tornado flew around it and left a huge mess behind, not caring that it done so much damage. Once we got down the steps Tessa turned my way with a huge grin.
"This place may look like a mess but it is my home and plus we didn't get a chance to clean up because we were searching for you."
Tessa started walking down a hallway and it brought us to a different room. The room is clean, it was neat and resemble a normal bedroom. From the corner of my eye I saw a movement.
It was a girl who looked around my age. Sh
