The Lynchjones.

*On a cloudy Monday, John was eating as usual and continued his meal with spicy wings from his favorite place, ordered by his best friend, Yegor Lynch. Finishing off the last remnants of wing crumbs, John threw the cylinder-shaped box in the trash and shook his hands together, wiping his mouth from the remnants that had settled on his lip. At the same time, an SMS arrived on Lynch's computer with the first paragraph, which said "Help..." After reading the message, Lynch called over the guy who was walking around the kitchen getting a second box of wings. John, in turn, slowly followed his friend's call.

D - What is it? I can't get my wings... - L - John! We have a new assignment!

• The room filled with silence and John's irritated clicking * D - Again? Can we at least rest once already, huh Lynch? L—It's our job, people can't cope without us! We're eating..- D—No. Today is our day and we're going to rest. L—Well, please, John!!..
• The guy with brown hair rolled his eyes and answered coldly * D—Okay, let's eat.. what's the task, at least? L—Excellent! Yes, there are rumors going around in Dunno village that people are disappearing again and again! We've been through adventures like this before, so we'll handle it quickly, don't worry. D—And that's it? Believe me, people can start rumors out of nothing. L—No, not everything! There's still.. so.. oh well! "It's the young men who end up in the village! Many ladies have already lost their boyfriends and husbands and want to find them!.. Please help me figure this out...”* The room was once again filled with silence, and only the ticking of the clock interrupted the whole atmosphere. L— Well, how do you like it? John bit his lower lip. D— Yeah, it looks like some woman went crazy and started cutting men! L—John, but you can't be 100% sure about this! Come on, we're going. D—Okay.

Time flew by. John was already packed, taking only John Jr. with him while Lynch debated between a battery-powered flashlight and a plastic one that wouldn't give much light but would last a long time. He ultimately chose the flashlight. Walking out into the hallway with a huge bag of important things, John chuckled at the sight.