I have a question for you alllll. Does Ticci Toby have a quote like the rest? Like Jeff has "Go to sleep" and Ben has "You should have done that" or "You have met with a terrible fate, haven't you?". I couldn't find one for Toby, so I made one up. In Toby's bio it says that he developed a taste for human flesh because of when he chewed most of the flesh from his fingers off. Soooo I used that :) Btw thanks for reading! Hope you enjoy! And maybe if you really, really like it subscribe? or at least follow the story by adding the story to your libraries. THANKS ! 

Serena was sound asleep. She looked so peaceful and innocent... like I once was. I allowed her to stay at my house and sleep in my bed, like I did whenever she came over in the middle of the night. It was now about 1Am. I tried sleeping on the coach but I gave up. There was this nagging feeling that something was going to happen. So I stood at my window the entire night so that I was able to watch outside and Serene at the same time. I looked over to Serena who faced me. Her breathing was gentle and she had dried tears on her cheeks. I smiled sadly at her. Something then passed through the side of my eye and I quickly looked at the street. There stood three figures, all three wearing hoodies. One white, one black and one brown with stripped arms and a blue hood. They all had their heads down so I couldn’t see their faces. Then I did the stupidest thing known to human possibilities. I blinked.

And they were gone.

I frowned and turned to look at Serena who was still sleeping soundlessly as ever. I stared at her for a few seconds before a sudden pain hit me. Well, more specifically, my stomach. It was burning. I only then realized that it has been burning like this for more than two days now, I was just too stubborn to do anything about it and ignored it. It, was, hunger. I glanced at Serena, then outside. Nothing. I opened the door and quickly checked outside and my room once more, before sprinting down stairs into the hall. I opened the closet door and grabbed my Bakugan backpack and opened it, seeing my black hoodie. I pulled out my hoodie and searched for a pocket where I pulled a heart out. Happy eating. I thought to myself, before I committed a despicable act by eating the heart. But I was careful to not get to much blood on my face, so that I could get it off easily. After finishing one heart, I placed the hoodie back in the backpack, zipped it closed and threw it into the closet. I went to the bathroom to clean my face. Once I was finished I went back into my room. I was relieved to find everything untouched.

Well, that’s what I thought at first glance anyway…

The window was open.  

I rushed over to Serena and pulled the blanket off. She was still sleeping soundlessly, gentle breathing and no injuries whatsoever. I placed the blanket on her once more before I noticed what was different. Something dripped from the ceiling onto my head. I looked up to see a note pinned into the ceiling with a bloody knife.  My eyes went wide. And just this morning I had to get blood out of my hair! I though angrily. I stood there for about ten minutes, thinking of how to get it down from there without waking Serena up. I quietly made my way over to the bedside table and took the lap off, placing it on the ground next to it. I took my cell phone, which was charging, unplugged it and placed it on my dresser. I removed the drawer and placed it on the other side of the room, out of the way. I quietly picked the table up and placed it under the note. I climbed onto the table with caution and tried reaching up. I was literally about a hand’s length out. I moaned in annoyance (but silently) and got off. I went to my school bag, silently zipped it open and pulled my ruler out. I got back on the table and reached my arm up but this time with the ruler. It reached, but the knife was so wedged in that I couldn’t just whack the knife out or something. I pressed the ruler next to the tip of the knife and began to try and make a dent so that the knife would slide a little out. I did it on both sides until the knife fell… I’m an absolute genius, aren’t I? The knife dug itself into my brain from above my head. I also screamed at the impact but managed to suppress it as the blood rolled down my head. I slowly got off the table and grabbed the note which fell and made my way into the bathroom. On the note were three sentences written, all three in blood but each sentence was a different hand witting.

You have met with a terrible fate, haven’t you?

Shouldn’t you go to sleep?

Doesn’t human flesh have a certain taste to it?

I raised my eye brow in confusion. What the hell… There was a tic on the bathroom window and I quickly made my way over. I was stunned at the sight. There was a painted smiley in blood and above it stood my name.

“Rachel, what’s-?” I turned my head fast and saw Serena standing there with her eyes wide and her mouth the same shape as well. I was stunned, as was she. But she was much worse, seeing as this is quite a sight.

Serena’s P.O.V. (Just for now)

I woke up, I didn’t know why. I wiped my eyes to get the sleep out of them. I turned to me left to look at the time on Rachel’s phone but… the table was missing. The lamp was on the ground though. I turned my head to see the drawer on the other side of the room and Rachel’s phone on the dresser. I scanned a little more before I saw the table in the middle of the room. I shook my head and stood up, stretching myself a little. I walked over to the table but stopped a few good feet away when I saw what was on the table. Blood. On the table was a bloody ruler. My eyes feel downward a bit and I saw that it wasn’t just the table, but the matt under it as well, but it led a trail. The blood trail led to the bathroom, which the door was open to. I quietly walked over there, and peaked in. I saw Rachel. I sighed in relief and stepped inside.

“Rachel, what’s-?” I wanted to ask her what was going on, but I stopped when I took her sight in. There was a knife plunged into her head from above, blood rolling down from the wound down the ground, covering her entire body almost in blood and the white tiles now also red. In Rachel’s hand was a note which I couldn’t read from here. She stood next to the window, which had a smiley in blood, and her name written in blood stood above the smiley. I was completely stunned, I couldn’t move. What was this? A sick prank? Is she trying to mess with me? I took one step back when she reached her hand out to me.

“W-what is this, Rachel?” She retracted her hand and stood still, staring at me with sad eyes before looking away at the ground.

“I’m sorry…” She said. I was confused… and a little scared.

“Rachel, please tell me, what is this?” She looked up at me with slightly determinate eyes, but only slightly.     

“This specifically? I don’t know. Someone is trying to mess with me, big time. They somehow came into my room while I was downstairs and placed a note on the ceiling with a bloody knife holding it there. I honestly didn’t want you to worry or anything so I tried getting it down by myself, hence the table and everything moved. I managed to get the knife out with a ruler, but as you can see…” She said, pointing at her head. “I didn’t think it as through as I thought. I came in here to clean myself up so that I would look normal in the morning, but then I read the note. Once I finished reading it, I heard a tick on the window and this was written here.” She said, signalling to the window. “I’m really sorry,  I didn’t want you involved in this prank-” I cut her off, I mean seriously? A prank?! This is most certainty not a prank!

“A prank? A prank? That’s the best you can come up with?! There is no way in hell this is a prank! A prank never goes this far, and besides, no one even knows your name because you’re so damn shy no one would want to pull a prank on you! This blood? It’s real! I know the smell of fresh blood all too well! I know you’ve been keeping secrets from me and I was always fine with it, everyone has secrets they can’t tell, but this has gone on long enough! Rachel, what is it that you won’t tell me? It has something to do with all this, it’s pretty obvious actually. Rachel please… talk to me… I promise you I will understand… I promise I will keep the secret… I promise I won’t judge you, but please, please, please… tell me what’s wrong Rachel...” I said angry at first, then considerate, and I just plain burst into tears at the end. Rachel just stood there with wide eyes the entire time but she looked away at the end. She hesitated as I stared at her. She suddenly looked up. She walked over to me and past me.

“Come.” She said sadly and I followed her downstairs to the closet. I raised an eyebrow as she opened the door and pulled out a Bakugan themed backpack. She zipped it open and then looked up at me.

“Please don’t scream…” She told me and I hesitantly nodded. She pulled out a black hoodie and let the backpack fall to the ground. She placed her one hand in one of the pockets and looked up at me, staring at me for about 5 seconds before pulling out her hand, revealing what was in the pocket

Four. Human. Hearts.