Jon was uneasy all night, and didn't know what to do. He finally fell asleep, despite that...until he was woken up with a jolt. 4AM...again.
He headed out of his room, a sinking feeling in his gut. But...this time there was no one in his house.
He looked out the window and saw a black moving van passing in front of his house, but not stopping. It looked exactly like the one that he'd seen them pack up Zoe's stuff in the night before.
He quickly grabbed his shoes and headed outside to follow it.
