Killer Vacation

Part 2

Chapter 8

It was dark outside, the storm outside was calm and owls could be heard. Jenna was upstairs in her room. The others were asleep. Jenna turned on her lamp and grabbed a book. She was reading for a while.

She was reading a horror story. She was enjoying the book until she heard a twig snap from the outside of her window.

She peeked out her window and saw nothing. She sighed and closed her window. She got back into her bed and continued reading. There was scratching at her window. She got scared and immediately turned off the lights.

The noise finally stopped and she went to bed. She tossed and turned all night. She heard footsteps in the hall. She got up and locked her door. She was scared. She was crying silently.

The door knob was rattling and then it stopped. The lock on Jenna's window wasn't secured. After a while Jenna fell asleep. Her window was open as Jenna opened her eyes and she saw a figure standing above her.

She tried to scream but she couldn't due to her sore throat. She tried to fight the man but it was no use. He was stronger than her. The man grabbed a pillow and started smothering Jenna. The man stopped as soon as he saw that she wasn't moving.

The man checked her pulse and there was nothing. The man smiled, satisfied he left a note on the dresser and left out of the window.

Paris came into Jenna's room. Paris was half asleep. She saw the window was cracked. Paris sighed and closed the window. Paris went to her room and went to sleep.

It was six in the morning. Liam got up and went into the kitchen. He went into the refrigerator and started to look for items to use to make breakfast. Liam wanted to be a chef. When Liam was in highschool he wanted to be a chef. He was accepted into Culinary school.

Liam was happy that he was a full time chef now. He loved cooking. It seemed to take his mind away from all the negative things that he encountered. Liam was cooking for himself. He saw the box of tea on the counter.

He thought about making Jenna tea for her sore throat. He immediately changed his mind because he didn't want to wake her. After a while Liam was done cooking. He grabbed a plate for him. Then Paris came downstairs.

She saw Liam. She peeked and saw that he had made crepes. She went into the kitchen and grabbed a plate. Liam looked at her and rolled his eyes. He snatched the plate from her, and put the crepe on the plate and handed it to her.

Paris smiled and sat down. She tasted the crepe and to her surprise it was good. She was quiet. Which Liam thought wasn't normal for her. He was wondering why Paris was quiet.

"Anything wrong?" asked Liam.

"No, I'm fine," replied Paris.

"I was just making sure because usually you aren't this quiet" said Liam.

"I was quiet so the other two won't come stampeding down the stairs begging for food" laughed Paris.

Liam nodded. He sat his plate down and he grabbed the orange juice from the refrigerator. Liam and Paris were talking about random things. Paris was finished eating and she put her plate in the sink.

She thanked Liam and went back upstairs to her room. Paris fell asleep. Liam washed the dishes and he went to the living room. He laid down on the couch and he tried to make himself comfortable enough to fall asleep which was no use.

He sighed. He didn't know what to do because he was tired. Liam looked at the walls which were painted perfectly by Paris and Ben. Liam was thinking about all the things he would do, if they managed to escape this nightmare.