What we saw was a black figure standing right behind us. I couldn't see their face because it was too dark, but I could see waist-length hair, so obviously it was a girl.
"Um, can we help you?" I mumbled. I looked at Jimmy, Emilie, and back at the black figure.
"What do you want?" I said, anger and annoyance showing in my voice. I was so sick of these non-stop tragedies happening.
I took a couple steps forward. It was silent for a few moments, then the black figure started chasing me.
I let out a piercing scream. This person was fast. Emilie was right ahead of me, and Jimmy was behind me, trying to catch up to this person.
I needed to catch my breath, but I couldn't slow down. This person could murder me easily.
I needed somewhere to hide. There was no way I could run for five more minutes without passing out.
Perfect. The woods was only a few feet away. I ran in, constantly looking behind me. I hid behind a wide tree, and tried to catch my breath quietly.
Leaves were crumbling near by. Dear god, please take me away from this hell I'm living in. Just let me and Jimmy live in peace.
But then, the crumbling stopped. I looked behind me, and there wasn't anybody there anymore. I slowly got out from behind the tree, and raced out of the woods.
"JIMMY?" I yelled. "EMILIE?"
After a few moments, I saw two figures coming towards me. It was Emilie and Jimmy.
"Are you okay?" Jimmy said, out of breath. He ran to me, and looked me up and down, making sure I wasn't injured.
"I'm-I'm okay," I stammered. "Let's just go home before anything else happens."
"Yeah, we should. Hey Em, do you want to stay with me and Malina? I can understand if you don't want to be alone." Jimmy asked Emilie.
Emilie smiled from ear to ear. "Yeah, sure! Um, are you sure that's okay with you, Malina?"
"Yeah, totally." I smiled.

Emilie, Jimmy and I walked around, trying to find an end to this weird field.
"Where the heck are w-"
"Wow. When you're dad took me, he took me two blocks away from my apartment. Idiot." Jimmy barked out a laugh. I sighed in relief.
We walked over to Jimmy's apartment. Thank god we're alive. I'm so ready for this day to be over. Although a question has been haunting me for hours, who was Emilie talking about earlier? Who's they?
When we walked into Jimmy's apartment, I literally passed out on the couch as soon as I laid there.

The next morning, I woke up next to Jimmy. Someone was pounding at the door. Jimmy shot up, and rubbed his messy hair.
I looked over at the clock. 7:47 a.m. Who the heck his knocking at our door at seven a.m.?
Jimmy and I walked up to the door. Standing at the doors were two muscled police men.
"Uh...can we help y-" The police grabbed Jimmy by his shirt, and turned his back to them.
"You're under arrest," One police officer said, taking out handcuffs and wrapping them around Jimmy's wrists.
"For what?" Jimmy said, confused of how quickly this was escalating. I started to panic.
"For the murder of Marcus McCullough." The other police officer said. I widened my eyes. How the hell did they know about that?
Once they wrapped the handcuffs around Jimmy, they yanked him toward the end of the hallway.
I raced to one of the police officers, and they turned around.
"Y-you guys don't understand: He-he was defen-"
The police officer pushed me to the floor. My head slammed full force to the wood floor.
"Stay back, princess." The police officer said, and pulled Jimmy away. My head was throbbing.
I sat up, my vision was hazy. They took away Jimmy. A tear rolled down my cheek. I stood up, feeling dizzy, and ran to Jimmy's apartment. I ran to the couch, where Emilie was sleeping. I shook her until she was awake.
"What?! What's going on?" Emilie said, startled. She sat up.
"Jimmy's gone," I said, still trying to catch my breath.
"What? Why?!"
"They think Jimmy killed my father on purpose." Emilie widened her eyes. "They took him.

Oh snap!
Who do you think told the cops Jimmy shot Marcus? Comment your theories!