Brandy was dead. I knew I had to call the police and report the murder. Yet, how was I going to explain why someone would kill her and her not lay a hand on me? I knew they'd never believe the truth. I'd be placed in a insane asylum of I were to tell them that Freddy Kruger had killed her. After all, Freddy had died several years ago. Sighing I dialed 911. "911 what Is your emergency?"

"Hello. 911? Me need elp. Me babysitta go bye bye."

"Is this a prank call? Because if it is it isn't funny! Who is this?"

"My name is Mawie no wait, it's Katie owa is it Taffy? Me can't memba."

"Well Katie or whoever you are do you know it's illegal to make prank phone calls to the police?"

"Wes." I replied slurring my words together once more.

"Ma'am is it possible that you are drunk or high?"

"Nope" I replied making the P pop.

The officer on the other end of the phone sighed "very well what's your address?"

"36 ummm.. no wait, 361 Elm Stweet."

"We will dispatch an officer right away."

Within a few minutes the police arrived and I pointed up the stairs. "Baby sitta up daya."

"Very well. I'll go check but if this is a prank I will arrest you for filing a false report. Watch her." The officer replied before heading up stairs.

Suddenly a scream pierced rang through the house "Holy Mary mother of God!" I heard the officer exclaim from upstairs. Someone get the coroner on the phone right away!" It didn't take long for the coroner to arrive. As he headed upstairs his arm was grabbed "this isn't a normal murder."

"What do you mean?" The coroner asked in concern.

"It's hard to explain its better you see for yourself. The body if you can call it that is on the second floor the first door on the left." Upon entering the room the coroner was horrified by what he saw. Brandy's body was terribly mutilated and her tongue had been cut right out of her body and was missing.

Upon seeing this the coroner rushed into the bathroom and began to puke. He hasn't seen remains mutilated like that since the discoveries of the Springwood Slasher victims. "We need to contact the new chief immediately. Anyone know how to get ahold of him?"

"Daddy?" I replied cocking my head slightly. He and mommy is on a date." I replied with a giggle.

The officers looked at each other in horror. "Did she just say daddy?" The other Officer nodded.

"Fudge. The chief isn't going to like this he's not going to like this one bit. Especially since his daughter seems to be intoxicated or under the influence of some sort of drug."

"What the he🏒🏒 is going on here?" My stepfather demanded irritatedly. "What are you doing at my house?"

"We were responding to an emergency call. At first we thought it might be a prank call and we were really hoping it was but unfortunately that's not the case."

"What's going on?" My mother demanded.

"It would be better if I just showed you sir. You really should stay here ma'am. It's not a sight for the faint of heart."'

"What the he🏒🏒 happened here?" My stepfather demanded upon seeing Brandy's body. "Who could have done something like
this?"

"We don't know Sir. Right now we don't have much to go on and your daughter who seems to
be the only witness to the crime is incapacitated at the moment." The Officer replied pointing the kitchen.

"What do you mean She's incapacitated?"'

"It seems that your daughter might be under the influence of drugs or has had too much to drink or a combination of the two."

"What! She sure as he🏒🏒 better not be or she's gonna be grounded for life! Where is she?" My step father demanded angrily.

"In the kitchen sir."

"Hi daddy!" I said cheerfully as he walked into the room.

"Catrina have you been drinking?"

"No daddy." I replied slurring my words once more.

At this, my mother swore under her breath. "🤬it Catrina! What have you done?"

My Mother growled and then slapped me hard across the face. "What the he🏒🏒 is wrong with you girl? What happened here?"

"Me nu know. Me nu memba."

"What's the last thing that you remember?"'

"Me memba Bwandy's  boyfweind came oba. Him kept stawing at me. It cweeped me out. Him said something but me can't memba what it was. Daddy what's wong with me? Why can't Me memba anything?"

"That's what alcohol does it fogs up your memory." An officer replied.

"Me nu dwank any alcohol. Dat stuff is fowa dults onwy. Sides it tastes icky."

"Your actions and behavior indicate otherwise." One of the officers replied.

"Me not dwunk! Me no dwink alcohols! Mr nu wieky it!" I replied with a pout.

"Ok, ok. Let's say for a moment that I do believe you. That your not drunk or high. Do you seriously expect us to believe that you have absolutely no memory of what happened tonight?"

"Me sowwy. Me fellded asleep. Me woke up cause me had a bad dweam. Dats when me found Bwandy."

"Yes. You said that you were asleep?" I nodded. "Your telling me that you didn't hear Brandy scream or hear a struggle?" The officer asked skeptical. I shook my head no.

"Me thinks she put somefing in me baba." I replied.

"I'm sorry your what?"

"I can explain that. Catrina has been acting out at school so I decided that if she was going to act like a baby then we'd treat her like a baby. Which included no longer being allowed to use an adult cup and an early bedtime. That's why Brandy was here tonight we hired her to be Catrina's babysitter." My stepfather replied.

"Catrina did you and Brandy have any fights recently?"

"Well yes but..."

"Could you please tell me what your fight was about?"

"She left me at the movies and Me had to walk home. Then at school she made fun of me. She made me cwy."

"Would you say you wanted revenge for what she and the other girls did?"

"Now wait just a minute! Catrina don't answer that. Just where are you going with this questioning?" My step father demanded.

"Sir, we mean no disrespect but you know that we are required to ask these questions. It goes towards a motive..."

"Are you telling me that my precious innocent little baby girl is a suspect?" My step father demanded angrily.

The officer winced "She was the last person to see the victim alive and they recently had a huge falling out. There are no signs of a struggle indicating that the victim must have known the killer."

"There is no sign of a break in which indicates that your daughter was the only other person in the house. The evidence against your daughter is overwhelming. We have to put her on the suspect list. It's standard procedure..."

"Don't you dare talk to me about procedure! This is my baby girl you are talking about!" My step father growled.

"I'm sorry Sir, but we can't give her any special treatment just because she's your daughter. We have to treat her like we would any other suspect. The evidence against her is substantial. She has admitted that she and the victim had a falling out recently."

"Also her behavior indicates that she is indeed under the influence of both alcohol and possibly drugs. Combing these things can be dangerous and cause blackouts and impaired judgement. She could have killed Brandy and not even realize what she was doing."

"Catrina  doesn't drink nor does she do drugs. As for the evidence it is wrong!" My step father replied with a growl.

"Sir you know that evidence does not lie." The officer replied.

"Find another explanation! You are not placing my precious little baby girl under arrest!" My step father replied his anger increasing with every passing moment. I giggled.

"You make daddy mad. Dats not good idea. Daddy not nice when him is mad." I said giggling some more.

"Sir, We are only doing our jobs."' The officer replied turning to my stepfather.

"Get out of my house! If You so much as come near my precious baby I will have your badges!" My step father replied with a frown.

"Sir this will not help your daughter. Now please step aside."  With that the officer pushed past him and took me by the arm. "Catrina Robbinsons you are under arrest for the murder of Brandy wasteford you have the right to remain silent. Any thing you say can and will be used agents you in a court of law."

"You have the right to an attorney if you can not afford an attorney one will be provided for you. You have the right to have your attorney present during your interrogation. Do you understand the rights I have just told you?" The officer asked.

I didn't reply I just turned my attention to my stepfather who had surprisingly remained both calm and silent during this whole situation. I whimpered "Daddy pwease don't let them take me away."

As the officer turned to escort me to the squad car my stepfather and mother noticed that I had burn marks on my skin and was bleeding from the deep cuts on my arm and back that Freddy had given me in my dream.

"How could you not notice this?" My step father demanded pointing towards my bleeding arm and back. "My daughter needs medical attention immediately. I am going to take her to the hospital to have these cuts examined. Whoever murdered Brandy must have caused these injuries to my daughter."

"I hate to say this but your daughter could have cut herself to throw suspicion off of her. She is still our number one suspect. Once she has been released from the hospital we will be placing her under arrest." The officer replied.

At the hospital the doctors examined the slash marks across my back and the large gash in my arm and leg. "Your lucky if these wounds had been any deeper you could have bled to death." The Doctor said as they cleaned and bandaged my wounds. "You are absolutely certain that you don't remember how you obtained theses abrasions and burns?"

"No. me know me had a welly welly bad dweam. A bad man huwt Bwandy and then he huwt me. He said I'd see him again the next time Me fall asleep. Me scawed me no want to fall asleep again. Can you help me?"

"I'm afraid that's not possible. Your body needs sleep. What can you tell me about the events of today?"

"Things are starting to come back a little but everything is still kind of fuzzy. Me had  a bad day at school and being told that me was acting childish. Daddy decided to punish me by tweeting me like a baby. They called Bwandy to
come watch me while they went on a date."

"Once mommy and daddy was gone Bwandy calleded her boyfwiend and told him to come visit. When I told her that wasn't allowed she laughed. She said that I couldn't tell her what to do because she was the adult and I was just a baby."

"She said that she was going to tweat me like she would any other child she babysat. Which meant I was to eat, take a bath and then go to bed. She said that her boyfweind would soon be over to help her "study." She then gave me some warm milk to drink."

"She said that it would make me fowgets all about the events of today. I was confused at first but then she laughed and said she was only joking. That the only thing she'd put in my milk was Hershey's strawbewwy sauce. After finishing my drink I became very sleepy and Bwandy put me into bed."

"I'd like to run a tox screen if that's ok?"

"Why? My daughter doesn't do drugs and she doesn't drink alcohol. There is no need for one. She is not drunk." My step father replied with a frown.

"I understand your frustration and hesitation but I really think a tox screen is necessary to if she has any untraceable drugs in her system."

"Just what are you implying? That my daughter is a drug addict?" My step father replied angrily.

"May I have a word with you in private?" The doctor asked concern etched in her voice. "I didn't mean to imply anything by my request to do a tox screen. Based on what your daughter told me and her behavior it is possible that her friend might have slipped some club drugs into her drink."

"What exactly are these club drugs you are referring too?" My step father demanded with a frown.

"I won't know until I do a tox screen. It needs to be done soon or the drugs will be completely undetectable."

"Fine do your tox screen but don't be surprised when you don't find anything." My step father replied.

A little while later the doctor came back with the results and she didn't look happy. "Well? Was I right?"

"I'm afraid that the results indicate that your daughter has been subjected to two very strong club drugs. Specifically, rohypnol and and ketamine." The Doctor replied with a
sigh.

"Wait, I know those drugs they are.." my stepfather's voice trailed off not wanting to finish his sentence.

"They are what?" My mom demanded completely confused. "What are they?"

"They are more commonly known as date rape
Drugs." The Doctor replied.

"You mean she's been???"

"It is a possibility. I won't know until I preform the test for that." The doctor replied. I would like to keep Catrina here for observation for a few days. It is possible that she could wind up with tetanus from these injuries. I am also deeply concerned about how she came by the third to possibly forth degree burns which appear to be all over her body."

"If I didn't know any better I'd say that she had survived being in a fire. I also think that it might be in her best interests to be sent to our psychiatric Ward. She may need to have a chlordiazepoxide injection and be prescribed haloperidol, bupropion or another antidepressant and medicine to help her sleep."

"Nightmares like she has described can cause severe insomnia. Has she been through a traumatic experience recently besides being drugged tonight?"

"Yes. When she awoke this evening she found Brandy brutally murdered."

"I see. I will be back momentarily with the results of the rape kit results. Ma'am, Sir I'd like a word with you in private it's about the test results." My parents nodded their faces etched with concern.  "Your daughter is very lucky. There were some signs of vaginal tearing however, it seems that whoever attempted to rape was unable to finish taking her innocence. Unfortunately, they left no DNA traces to determine who the rapist might have been. Though my guess is it was most likely this Brandy girl's boyfriend."

"I hate to interrupt but Doctor I must ask you a few questions."

"I am not at liberty to discuss anything concerning my patience. However, if you have a question that doesn't pertain to my patient I am more then willing to assist you in any other medical questions."

"It's about those drugs you mentioned. Do they cause blackouts?"

"Yes."

"Can someone in your opinion have violent actions while under the influence of these drugs?"

"It's possible but highly unheard of."'

Upon hearing this my eyes went wide with fear. "Me didn't kill Bwandy Me pwomise didn't. Me don't want to go to jail. Please don't let them send me to jail daddy. Please. Me be a good  fwom now on me pwomise."

"Shhh. It's alright Princess everything is going to be alright. We are going to prove you didn't do this. I won't let them send you to a state penitentiary. I promise." My step father replied.

"Sir you can't promise that. All evidence points to your daughter as the murderer. If she is proven guilty she will go to jail for a very long time or worse due to the brutality of this murder she could possibly be sentenced to the death penalty." The officer replied causing me to whimper.

My stepfather shot the officer an angry glare. "My daughter may be a lot of things but she is not a murderer. Quit standing around here wasting time! Get out there and find the real killer or I'll have your badges! Don't come back here until you have found something of value!" My stepfather growled angrily.