The next day, Dusty was up early so he can get ready for school, He goes down stairs to eat breakfast before he leaves "Good morning Dusty" his mom said while flipping pancakes, dusty replied "morning mom, I'm gonna run over to Michaels house to pick up my comic". Dusty ate his breakfast very fast because Michael was leaving for a trip that very morning. As soon as dusty reached His house he pulled his back pack from one shoulder to the other because his arm was tired.He looked up at the house and he noticed that it looked very different from the last time he was there. He stopped to think before he rand the door bell, " huh that's weird Michael never had two slants on his roof, and his lawn was always freshly cut very morning". Dusty ran up to the door and rang the door bell two times and waited for the door to open, the lock slowly clicked and the door opened inch by inch until it was half way open. A middle aged women was at the door way looking down at dusty with her sharp eyes, she spoke with a depth in her voice "how may I help you?" Dusty has never seen that women at Michael's house before, he didn't know whether she was a family member or a friend, " she certainly doesn't look like Michael THAT'S for sure" Dusty finely found the courage to respond to the women, " Hi I'm dusty, Michaels friend? I came to get my comic that I let him borrow" He said with little confidence, the women replied " Michael? There is no Michael here Now scram!" She closed the door fast before he got a chance to ask where his comic was. Dusty turned around to get back on his bike when something caught his eye, it was the comic. It had been half buried in the dirt. " I wonder how it got here" dusty said to himself. Dusty noticed that the book was a bit heavier, he flipped to page 101 where the book should have ended but there were ten added pages. When Dusty looked at the added pages his face turned pale. Dusty was looking down at the face of Michael smiled gently in the background of the page.....