SARAH'S PARTY

Chapter 8

SARAH'S PARTY 💎✨
(The Killer, Revealed)
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By Author Destiny 💖
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💝 _ SARAH _💝
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Richard got to the closet. He shone his torchlight inside.

My heart leapt when Lisa came out. (With her knife😳).

Richard stared at her with shock, she glared at him.

I stepped farther away from both.

"What the hell were you doing inside there?" Richard barked.

Lisa snorted.

The both of them were putting on a fiery look with knives on their hands.

I could swear that one of them is the serial killer.

But who?

"I asked you a question!" Richard barked at her.

"I was hiding from you...here seems the only good place to hide" Lisa said and i couldn't tell if she meant it *Sarcastically* or *matter-of-fact*

"Hiding from me? Why?" Richard furrowed his brow.

"You killed them. Didn't you?"

Richard face turned red.
"If you are the killer, you have to stop it. That's all i have to say!" He said calmly then walked out. Dragging me along.
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💖_ LISA_ 💖
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In a game where everyone is dying. No one is to be trusted.

I've been hiding in the closet with my emergency knife. 'Cause anything can happen at anytime. I wouldn't like to be killed unawares. Never.
First; Damian, second; Chloe, third; Peter. Then Scott, Tessa and Vera.
And even that little boy; Jonah.

Isn't that strange. Everything was happening too fast. Our friends are dying under our nose and we still couldn't find out who their killer is.

But I'm pretty sure that one of us Alive is responsible for the death of the rest. But Who?

We're remaining just six. And I'm definitely not the one. So there's five more options.
Richard, Charles, Beth, Mason and Sarah.

Richard is a forever jerk. But he isn't heartless enough to kill everyone. Even if he's the one killing. Then why would he do that?

Charles is just too calm for all that. He seems to me like someone with no worries or enemies (except Richard of course.) But if is Charles, wouldn't Richard be the first to die. Why would he kill others?

Beth is the most strangest person I've seen. She's a really tough girl and there's a big possibility that she's the killer. But if Beth really want to Kill, She would've started with the guy who nearly ruined her life (Richard).
Why then would she want to kill innocent people like Damian, Peter and the rest.

Mason is....well i don't know what to say about him.

Then Sarah. Calm Shy Sarah.
Sarah. Sarah. Sarah.
Why does that name sound like danger.

I sighed and walked out of the room. I was heading down the lonely stairs when i heard the movement of someone behind me. Before i could turn the killer was already on me Holding my neck. I struggled, but the killer's hand was firm.

So is my turn at last.
I was gasping for breath, struggling with all my strength.

I was becoming weak.
Then the killer leaned closer and spoke in my ears.
My eyes widened as i heard the words. I would've love to tell you what i heard, but i can't.

I'm choking.

Life was slipping away from me.
I gasped more for breath.
Then i retired and gave up the ghost.
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💝_SARAH_💝
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His palm was placed firmly around my wrist as he dragged me away, down the stairs.

"Richard" I mumbled weakly.

"Whose blood is that" I asked fearfully as i pointed at his knife.

He frowned so hard.

He didn't answer immediately, we kept walking. Then he said; "Is Charles'"

I stopped dead in my track and stared at him.
"We had a real tough fight... Why are you staring at me like that...It wasn't intentional...look I'm sorry but it wasn't intentional. I was forced to do it....". He stuttered.

We've both stopped walking.

We were staring keenly at each other.

"Did you kill him?" I asked after what seems like an eternity.

"I don't know...i just stabbed him, then i heard your scream and i rushed up here.. I don't know if he's dead or not." Richard blurts.
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💋_BETH_💋
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I found Charles on the floor, soaked with his own blood.

I screamed and ran to him.

"Oh my God, you're hurt. Who did this to you"

He was groaning on the floor.

"Help!!!! I need Help!" I screamed.
My voice echoed around the building, creating an eerily resonating sound.

It took me all my strength to drag him to a room.
I pulled off his clothes and dabbed at the blood from his stomach.

"Who did this to you!?" I asked.

He coughed hard..."Ri....ch...ar..d"

Oh My God.

I was crying while treating him.

Then the door opened and thankfully, Mason came in.

"Thank God you're here. Please help. He's badly hurt"

Mason stared at me like I'm some kind of crap.

"Mason???"

Suddenly he turned and starts walking away.

"Masoonn!!!!!!" I screamed.

He paused.
Without turning back, he said.

"I'm sorry Beth. But i think I'm really tired of all this. I regret coming here. Everything is ruin. Everyone is dead. My girlfriend is dead. Life is just a shit."

Then he turned to me. "I don't really think. I can absorb all this. I think i should just..." He brought out a knife and lift it up.

In one swift movement, he stabbed his own self.

"Nooooo!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.

"Beth" Charles Mumbled weakly.

"Call the cops" he handed me his phone and then he closed his eyes.

I ran out of the room with the phone. I was running around the dorm, looking for a place that there will be at least, a little service.

While searching.
I saw a shadow. A strange shadow against the wall.

The shadow was holding a knife. Whoever is there is waiting for me.

I ran back to the room where Charles and I was.

Then on Instinct, i lay silently under the bed where Charles was laying dead.

I lay in the position where i can see the door.

Soon the door opened.
I dialed 911 again.

Poor service.

The door opened and someone came in.

I could see just the leg.

The person was on bare feet.

I flattened myself under the bed, praying silently.

Then i saw the leg coming forward.
I held my breath and prayed like never before.

The pair of feet came so close.
I was pretty sure is not Richard's legs.

Some other person.

I prayed for the earth to open when the feet got to the bed.

Then, My phone rang. The loudest ringtone ever.

I shut my eyes so tight. Praying for the grounds to open.

When i opened my eyes. I was face to face with the killer.

Hail Mary.
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Tbc