-Chapter Four-

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-Minho's POV-

I looked towards the T.V and noticed what Sonya was looking for. "Why are you looking for Halloween movies? Christmas is coming up soon." I stated. "I know, but a certain SOMEONE prefers Halloween over Christmas." She replied. I laughed a little as I remembered Newt adores Halloween more than anything else. "Newt, can't we watch Christmas movies?" I asked. "No, if people want to celebrate Christmas before Halloween, then Halloween can last even longer." He replied. I just laughed a bit more at his response. A few minutes later Newt came over with the scones and our drinks and we all decided the best mix of Halloween and Christmas would be Nightmare Before Christmas. After a while we all felt drowsy and fell asleep.

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-???'s POV-

I waited until nightfall for my next strike. I picked up my phone and I dialed the number of my next victim.

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-Chuck's POV-

I woke up to my phone ringing. "Hello, this is Chuck speaking!" I replied. "Hello Chuckie boy. Wanna play a game?" This voice said. The voice was deep and kind of raspy, but it was very calm. "Sure, I love games!" I replied. "It's just easy trivia." The voice said. "Oh I love trivia games!" I exclaimed. This was the best birthday surprise. "Great! question one, what is the name of Chucky's child?" The voice asked. "Glen or Glenda!" I replied. "Great job! Next question, how did Jason Voorhees die?" He asked. "I don't know. I haven't seen that movie." I replied. "Just take a guess Chuck." The voice said. "Uhm, old age?" I replied. "Wrong. Sorry Chuck but you lost." The voice said right before he hung up. "Well, that was a fun game!" I exclaimed.

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-???'s POV-

I snuck into Chuck's room through his window. I saw him asleep with his pet ferret in his cage next to Chuck's bed. I instantly got an idea. I took my knife out of my pocket and started cutting open Chuck's stomach as he screamed in pain. I smiled under my mask as the blood sprayed everywhere. I grabbed he pet ferret and looked back at him. "N-No, please! What did I do?!" He screamed. "You got the question wrong chuckie boy." I replied as I put the ferret inside of his slit stomach. I sewed his stomach back up and watched the ferret start to crawl up his insides and out of his mouth. "Happy twelfth birthday Chuck." I said as I left the way I came.

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-Harriett's POV-

I woke up on the sofa next to Sonya, but Newt and Minho were nowhere to be seen. I was about to get up to look for them when I heard laughter in the kitchen. I turned to look, and Minho had his arms around Newts waist while Newt was making eggs.

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-Newt's POV-

I giggled as Minho littered my neck in kisses. "Minho, I have to focus on the eggs." I explained. "Darn... I was looking forward to cuddles." He replied. I just scoffed and went back to making the eggs. A few minutes later and I plated everyone's breakfast and picked up my phone to call everyone. I got perfect responses from everyone until I got to Aris. I invited him over and called everyone else back to invite them over. Once everyone arrived, I had Sonya wrap Aris in a blanket as I fixed him a cup of tea. "It was so bloody... every inch of the room was covered in blood." Aris explained. Minho gave him a hug "We're all here for you Aris. You know that, right?" Minho told him. I came over and placed the tea on the table and sat on the other side of Aris. "It was his birthday... I hope this sick person gets what they deserve." Aris exclaimed. "We all do Aris... we all do." Thomas replied. I knew this would be a long week.

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