- Location: Krimson City Police Department -
- Time: 12PM -
- POV: 3rd Person -Sebastian: "Okay Hillary, may I call you that?"
Hillary: "Yes sir" she replied while taking a sip of her Tea.
Sebastian: "Please, just Sebastian. Now please tell me everything that happened" he asked while getting his pen ready to write what she says down.
Hillary: "Well we were about to have dinner, so me, my little brother and father were sitting around the table in the living room. We were talking about how our days were going and the next thing we know, we hear a smashing sound and my mother screaming. My father rushed into the kitchen to help my mother while I stayed with my brother. I heard the sounds of things smashing and my father yelling until It came to a sudden stop. When I called out for them a girl In a white hoodie walked in, covered in blood. My little brother screamed and hid behind me while I grabbed a knife from the table. This girl just threw me too the floor and pushed a cabinet onto me. My Little brother tried to help me get it off but the girl grabbed him by his arm and walked out the house into the woods. I didn't know what to do next so I went to check my parent but they *starts crying* they were dead on the kitchen floor"
Sebastian could tell how much in pain she was in. Loosing you whole family in one night was probably the worst thing to ever happen to someone.
Sebastian: "Hillary, I know this must be very hard for you. But I promise we'll do everything to help you find your little brother. Now first things first, can you describe what this girl in the white hoodie looked like?" he asked while handing her a box of tissues.
Hillary: "Thank you *takes a tissue* This girl looked like something from one of those old 80's slasher films. Her skin was bleached white, blue eyes, black hair and had a carved smile on her face. Kinda like the Joker from those batman films" She said. Sebastian's eyes widened the moment he heard white skin and carved smile. Sebastian deeply sighed while placing his head in his hand.
Sebastian: "Oh shit, this just had to happen again *grabs radio* Justin, call Kidman and tell her to come to the station, and while your at it grab me case files 1890 and 2321"
Hillary: "Is something wrong Sebastian?"
Sebastian: "Hillary. . . I have reason to believe that your family have been victims of Jess the Killer" he said while looking into her eyes, filled with sorrow.
Hillary: "Jess the Killer? so that's her name. . ." she replied while wiping her tears away.
Sebastian: "Justin will bring the case files down, this isn't the first time she's killed in this area. Now I'm gonna talk to my colleague Julie Kidman and see if I can arrange for you to stay at here apartment, since your house will be under investigation for a couple days. I would let you stay with me but I've got a family and I don't like bringing my work life home. No offence"
Hillary: "None taken, I understand. Thank you Sebastian" She said while looking to the floor and started crying a bit. Sebastian sighed while getting out his seat and walked over to her.
Sebastian: "Hillary, I can't promise that your brother is still alive, but I can promise we'll try and find him and your family's killer" he said while putting his hand on her back.
Hillary: "Thank you *thoughts* I don't give a fuck about that little shit, I hope he's gone. But I want that white bitch found and killed!"
- Tuesday 24th, September 2019-
-Location & Time: 8:55AM -
-POV: (Y/n) -I start to awaken from my deep sleep. I remember what happened last night. . . so I know who's bed I'm in. I open my eye to see the familiar blurry view. I try to reach for the side table but something around my waist brings me in. . . wait. . . whats my head resting on? I turn myself around and feel what it was. It was very soft and squishy-
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