Zoned out like normal, something touched your shoulder, you turned to see James, jumping in fright, he just laughed, "damn y/n I didn't know you were that easy to scary" "I'm not, I just wasn't expecting that" he sat down across from you on the bean bag. "Hm, you changed your hair?" pointing to his now beetroot-colored hair, which is starting to get a bit long, it's now around his shoulders "heh yea, I wanted to try something new, what do you think?" "looks like someone dropped a few opened cans of beetroot on your head" giggling, he got up and went to the kitchen, he's getting pretty tall now "so y/n whatcha doing up this late?" he asked, followed by the sound of two cans being hit together, he returned to his bean bag with two cans of soft drink and threw one at you, just missing your face, your heart skipped a beat. You grabbed the can that now lay next to you "oh um nothing" "is it that still?" "something doesn't seem right about it though" confusion in your voice, James just slowly drank his drink in the corner "well have you tried to describe him? Did the sketch artist do it right?" "yea but it was dark, there were only things I could see properly" "which were?" you looked around, him stabbing everyone, his clear scar on his cheek, blood everywhere, you shake it off, he put his cold hand on your shoulder "can you tell me a bit about it?" "Well, he had a scar near his cheek, blue eyes, long black hair" he nodded "interesting" he rubbed his cheek "how big?" "about from his eye to some part of his neck", he winced slightly in pain "you ok?" "mhm! is there anything you tell me about what happened, or anything new?" "Well two years ago, I had a dream, except it wasn't a dream, it's like he entered my dream" James was holding a notepad and pen "tell me more" "um ok, well he showed me how he killed" "everything?" "He showed me how he stabbed my dad, how he was missing his jaw..." "wait, your dad was missing his jaw?!" he seemed so shocked, you nodded "and my mum's organs were out of her body...heart in her mouth.." "I'm so sorry y/n" you just looked away "it's fine.." "How did he do that?" "well...he cut her stomach and pulled her heart through her mouth" "goddamn, that's terrifying" "yea it was, and it didn't help that I was paralyzed" "frozen in place? Unable to do anything? Felt worthless that you couldn't save them?" you nodded slightly, a shiver running down your spine "very interesting" he scribbled something onto the notepad, you opened your drink and skulled most of the can 'he's a strange one' you thought looking over at him while he writes "as a fourteen-year-old, for that to happen to you, would have been traumatic, and yet nothing seems wrong. It's interesting to think about'' you just nodded, still watching him "any motive?" "no..' disappointment in your voice as you sank slightly into the couch "the cops just played it off as an accident since there was no proper evidence.." "Weren't their people in the street? What about the bodies?! There was even a knife in your leg! Why say there's no evidence if there was so much!" "they couldn't get fingerprints, they dusted everything for prints, there was nothing" he looked down at his hands "ah, but they even saw him!" "they thought it was all a hallucination" "are you sure it wasn't a dream?" "Does this look like something I would do in a dream!?" you held up your calf to show him the scar, and he shook his head "oh yeah, I'm going on a holiday for a while" "where are you going?" "around the world" "Woah" he nodded and looked at the shelf of movies "all sci-fi, interesting, oh also can I come back here once I'm back?" "oh yea I guess" "cool, I might bring you back something" "no" he just shrugged. "While I remember, do you remember the girl from the party a few years ago?" you nodded "she was murdered" he wasn't paying attention anymore "really?! How?! When!? What did they look like?!" panic rising in your body. James just looked around. "Before I showed up here, and stabbed apparently" he wasn't fazed, goosebumps on your arms, shaking slightly, "s-so how did you know?" you stuttered, trying not to seem scared "she lived near here, and the paramedics were taking her body out of the house, her head fell off as they were moving her. I've never seen someone's eyes so lifeless" he crushed his can, and threw it in the bin without getting up. "HAHA! NICE!" he shouted, his arms went up in the air in victory, you just watched trying to turn your mind off. 'He looks sorta like the killer..' you thought, shrugging it off since he wouldn't do anything like that, he's scared to even hold a knife 'what if it was all an act?' your mind was racing with things, silence... "Hey uh do you think the killer used time travel?" "pfffft I think you have seen too many sci-fi shows, we don't have time travel yet," James said, he seemed slightly nervous, he ruffled his now red hair and looked at you, his glare very similar to the killers, it scares you slightly "you look scared, what's wrong (y/n)?" "n-nothing", you stuttered, he has zoned out "um so the girl, how did she die?" James zoned back in and looked over at you with an icy glare "stabbed, in the right kidney about three times, her neck slit, and a bunch of cuts in her legs and stomach, although I think some of those are her own doing "wait, how do you know where and how many? Don't they cover up the body?" he was shaking looking around like he's hiding something... "they told me, I said I was a close relative" he got up, went to the kitchen, and banged things. A door slammed shut, making you jump, you got up and looked around. 'He left..maybe he has something to do with it' you thought before setting up for a movie
