Silence.

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:Kat's POV:

Did I hear Volt yell? Meh, he's smart, he could probably get out of his mess.

I move on to the next house, my fourth one tonight. From what I could see, almost everyone here keeps their doors unlocked, or has a shot gun.

But I don't feel normal about this place, there is definitely something happening. In the last house I went to, everyone within were toungeless, their fingers missing as well. Fresh blood would be on their hands, in their mouths, and not to mention on the floor.

Did Liu do this?

Or is someone else hunting tonight?

As I enter the home, I heard some noises upstairs, almost like, conversation.

I continued creeping around to the stairs, and slowly began to climb. Now I could here better.

"Were, you trying to kill me?" A male voice said, it sounded familiar, like some distant friend I don't recall.

"I- I didn't know it was you..." A female voice replied. This sound familiar too, almost like her-

Could it really be?

I got to the top of the stairs, and creeped down the hallway to a bedroom. I peeked in.

Jason. He was the males voice. I new him once, he was a kind of acquaintance to me, but he was my friends best friend. He is now here, face terrified.

And their was a girl about my age. Her back was turned, so I couldn't see her face, though I would think she's a killer, with that mask on the floor.

The girl quickly pounced on Jason, and before me I saw Jason's tounge and fingers sawwed off. All I could do was watch. Jason, will not be dead, but his voice and speech is now long gone.

The girl who mutilated Jason, now finished with her job, sat down, and took a (very conviently placed) needle and thread from a shelf. She had turned away from Jason, so now I could see who she is.

I should have known from the voice. I knew all along who she was, but, why?

Ericka, why did you do this to your friend?

She did not seem to notice me, or care about Jason. She took the needle to her face, and.. Ericka, what are you doing? Why are you sewing your mouth up?

I need answers, now. I walked into the doorway.

"Ericka?"

She quickly turned towards me when I said her name, and she tightened her grip on her machete.

From what I observed from Jeff and Jane, this usually means the weapon holder is threatened, and or about to attack. Ericka, why don't you recognize me?

She had the machete pointed at me.

"Ericka, " I said again.

Ericka... Why can't she see who I am?

I was sweating, for some reason. I could tell because it is sticking to my mask..

Mask! I threw off my mask, where it landed next to Ericka's.

"Ericka!" I exclaimed again. "Ericka, you don't recognize me? I'm Kat- Katherine, Katherine Lewis, don't you remember me?"

Ericka did not respond.

"Oh, right. One minute."

I went downstairs and went to the kitchen. I remember. There was one of those white boards you use to write your grocery list or whatever. Good, a marker too.

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