Blood Lust

Chapter One

Date: Thursday, Febuary 18th.
Time of Death: 4:39 p.m.
Victim: 9

I don't feel safe anymore. People are dying. People are getting murdered. No suspects. I think that's what is worse. They're getting murdered randomly too. There is no connection. None that I have found anyway. I worry for my safety, not to live but to solve these murders. If the police won't, then who will?

Buzz. Buzz.

I grab my phone from where it sits beside me on my bed.

Elinor: Did you see what Sean posted?
Thalia: No, why?
Elinor: He posted a memorial for Angelina. Apparently she was murdered last night.

My hands start to shake as I type. Angelina? Is dead? I never knew any of the victims personally, but that has all changed now.

Thalia: Do you know what happened?
Elinor: They say that she was the victim of that homicidal person going around on a killing spree. But IDK. It seems fishy to me.
Thalia: Yea me too.
Elinor: There's a candle light ceremony Saturday at 7. Me and Vickie are going.
Thalia: I'll go.

I throw my phone on my bed beside me and look to the ceiling.

Dead. She's dead. When people die, they're always described as the sweetest soul but Angelina really was. She was quiet and smart. Not the kind of person to be murdered. But I guess you never know.

Am I the kind of person to be murdered? I wonder. I guess anyone is the type now.

"Hey Thalia," Forrest's walks into my room. "Do you remember Atlas?" A guy I assume is Atlas walks into my room behind my brother.

I give a weak smile. "No sorry." He doesn't smile back.

"He was one of my best friends for a couple of years before he moved, but now he's back." Forrest grins and claps him on the back. "All right well I just wanted to give a little introduction for you two." He walks out. Atlas lingers. He speaks with a deep but soft voice, "It was nice to meet you." He walks out.

"That was weird." I mutter to myself.