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"Are you kidding me?" Kiara groaned, realizing we were standing in front of a stone wall built in front of Mrs. Crain's home.
"Worst case scenario," JJ mumbled, taking in the sight in front of us. "But, why did it have to be here? I just don't understand." I whispered lowly to myself, anxiously. "Out of all places," Pope commented.
"I heard that Mrs. Crain buried her husband's head on the property," JJ explained, looking directly at me. "Are you freaking serious, JJ," I muttered, feeling goosebumps crawl up my back.
I thought about it for a moment. Was it really worth it? Trespassing an apparent serial killer's house, who's also about 80 years old and probably deaf and barely able to walk.
Screw it.
I backed up and ran up to the large fence. I instantly placed my hands on the top of the fence and pulled myself up. I swung my legs over the fence, so now I was straddling on top of the wall.
"Alright. Let's go, amigos and amiga," I smirked while I watched all of their faces drop to see me already into the risky plan.
"Are you crazy!" Kiara yelled as I rolled my eyes and shrugged my shoulders. "Gold or no gold, Kiki?" I asked with a smug smirk.
"What in the living hell have you done to Madalyn, John b?" Kiara asked before he rolled his eyes, as well.
"Guys, Trust me I don't want to do this either. But we have to. For big John and John b, of course." I spoke up. "Mad's right."
"Oh wait, There's a door right there." JJ pointed out. We watched him slowly open it before he walked through it, ending up on the other side of the fence.
"Oh. Well, whatever that was fun," I mumbled, watching a smile slowly grow on my boyfriend's rosy lips.
"Help?" JJ asked, holding a hand out for me with his delightful smile. "Yes, please," I whispered, placing my hand in his and slowly pushing myself off the fence.
The others walked in from the hidden door and we started following the garden path while John b led the way.
"You guys know whose house this is, right?" Kiara spoke up before we all slowly nodded. "Oh, yeah. No, I do." JJ stammered.
"Look, honestly I don't really believe the stories of this place." John b mumbled but I was quick to shush him.
"Which stories did you hear?" I asked. "The one where she killed her husband with an axe and that's she's been holed up ever since." she first explained as my eyes widen and I slightly shifted over towards my boyfriend, JJ.
