December 8th

Molly Avalon's P.o.v

It's been a day since I've heard from Marie I wonder where she is.

I've heard whining from her dog Blaze when I drove by.

It isn't normal for Marie not to answer me.

I have to find her.

I sit on my navy chair and try to think.

"Addison, have you heard from Marie?"I texted Addison.

"Nope."Addison texted back.

Where is she?

I sighed and grabbed a blanket.

I flicked on the tv and it was talking about the recent murders.

"Sardine Jones body was recently found. It's believed to be a suicide."The news anchor said.

Suicide.

No.

Sardine was to happy to kill herself.

It must be the odd killer.

"You're time is up." A voice cackled.

It's coming from the grandfather clock.

I run.

But I'm stopped.

The person reveals who they are and I gasp in horror.

"Miss me?"The voice asked.

That's when I collapsed.

"Wake up."The girl said.

I opened my eyes and the girl laughs.

That's when I realize my legs are gone.

I'm bleeding out.

The legs are on my navy blue chair.

I'm hanging from my blanket.

The news channel flickers between a picture of a happy kid and a deranged face.

I pass out from shock.

Dead.

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