Marisols POV:
I have been sleeping with Veronica in her apartment for the last few days afraid he would come back. I had looked him up on the Internet a few days ago. His name was Laughing Jack. It was about a little boy named Isaac and how Jack was his only friend as a boy. But he then went to boarding school and came back when he was about 20 and ignored the box thinking it was his imagination. Isaac would murder people and Jack would just watch from the box. One day the house collapsed and Isaac saw the box. He tried to play with it but he realized it was broken. He tried to throw it away but out came Jack and he killed Isaac wanting to "play" with other lonely kids of the world.
I realized it was time to toughen up and go back to my apartment. A few days later he came back. "Well hello there darling." He said. "Did you miss me?" I just stared at him in disbelief, scared for my life. "Now let's finish what we started." He pinned me up against the wall and tried to insert the knife in my shoulder. I tried to scream but nothing came out. He brought the knife up to my neck but I got on my knees and begged for him not to kill me. "P-p-please don't kill me. I w-w-will do anything you ask. I p-promise." I pleaded. He ignored me and got me back up and cut a gash in my shoulder. I screamed out in pain. I grabbed the lamp next to me and tried to throw it at him. "Oh. You want to play it like that?" He asked with a smirk. He charged at me but I ran for the door and ran outside and kept running until I was in the clear. I turn around to see him right there waiting for me. He grabs me by my hair and drags me to a well and he pushes me down it jumping in after me.
Veronica's POV:
Marisol has been gone for about a week now. The police won't do anything about her being missing. The night she went missing I went in her room to find a lamp broken and it was a mess in there. One thing surprised me though. There was a Jack-in-the-box on her dresser. Like a signature sign off.
