Another shot was chugged down. The party raging as Kathleen, the budding graduate she was, was flirting with another person, Kyle. The two hurriedly stumbled up the stairs, and into the nearest room, it being a bathroom. Kyle smirked
"You ready?" He slurred drunkenly
"Yeah ... yeah just lemme grab something-." She said before hurrying off.
She ran to her purse, grabbing a bottle of pills and carefully picking two before downing them. Feeling slightly less queasy. She went back to the bathroom, but instead of being met by Kyle. She saw red, blood splattered everywhere. She screamed as she looked down, his lifeless body dripping slowly with blood, she tried to run back out the room but bumped into a dark figure. Ghostface, she squealed as she tried to still run, to no avail. A knife in her jaw, she screamed, gagged up blood. Another in the back, at this point, she was on the floor, incoherently begging for mercy. Yet to no response, a final knife in the neck, and she fell ontop of her lover. As she bled out she asked "What .... About ... the ... questions..?" Before going limp, dead.
"The time for games is over. We're in the finale run now."
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Scream Blood and Oil book three : Vengeance
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