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Chapter 6

The whole team sat in silence while they created their avatars, the sound of buttons clicking. Jones spoke up. "why are we even playing? It's just some sick prank from a jealous fan." He said boldly but nervously. Nobody responded.

"I need another beer," Rosalie groaned. She dropped her controller on the couch as she stood up andwalked to the kitchen. "Why are we even-" She cut herself off as she opened the fridge. A look of pure horror crossed her face, and as she turned around, it evolved into disgust and anger. "WHo the hell did this!?'" She screamed. "This is not funny!" she marched into the living room.

"Who the in the hell did this?!" The group looked at each other, confused. Grayson stood up and took it from her. "What is it, Lee?" His look was justas scared when he read it.

" Dear Boss,

I keep on hearing the police have caught me but they wont fix me just yet. I have laughed when they look so clever and talk about being on the right track. That joke about Leather Apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shant quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal. How can they catch me now. I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games. I saved some of the proper red stuff in a ginger beer bottle over the last job to write with but it went thick like glue and I cant use it. Red ink is fit enough I hope ha. ha. The next job I do I shall clip the ladys ears off and send to the police officers just for jolly wouldn't you. Keep this letter back till I do a bit more work, then give it out straight. My knife's so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good Luck.

Yours truly

Jack the Ripper"