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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