The fateful night of Johnny’s kidnapping had arrived.
We were all – minus Johnny – at my place. I think my mom made us some pizza for the late night ahead. In this case, “we” involved Mark, Ryan, myself – and a new guy to town named Drew. The plan was to get to Hillspring at around 3:00AM, so we tried to catch just a little sleep before leaving. As the witching hour approached, Ryan and Drew left in Ryan’s trusty Jetta and Mark and I left in my car.
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