The Mysterious Murderer

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And then, I ran up the stairs, slowly opened the door, and walked down into a lab. There, I saw Emma laying weakly on the floor, crawling with all her strength. I heard footsteps approaching. Emma tried to crawl faster as I saw Violet kick her in the stomach.

Violet demanded, "Where is Ava?" Emma defiantly replied, "I'll never tell you." Violet sinisterly chuckled, "You will eventually, hahahaha." Emma insisted, "No, I won't."

Violet walked up the stairs, and I rushed to Emma. As soon as I got there and tried to help her up, she mistook me for Violet and yelled, "I'm not telling you!" I quickly reassured her, "Shhh, it's me, Ava." Emma sighed in relief, covered in blood. I helped her up, and as we stood, she growled in pain.

Hearing footsteps, I swiftly brought her behind a table. Violet's voice echoed, "Where are you? Come out, come out wherever you are." I accidentally dropped something, creating a loud bang on the ground. Violet looked behind the table, saw both of us, and demanded, "Where is the money?"

"I'll never tell you," I defiantly replied. "Yes, you will," she said, pointing a gun at my head. "Where is Emma?" she demanded. In my mind, I panicked, wondering where Emma had gone. Then, I saw a shadow over Violet's head, and the next thing I knew, she was lying unconscious on the ground. Emma stood there with a metal cup in her hand.

I said, "Thank you," in a scared voice. As Emma started to fall, I caught her and dragged her on the ground with my right hand, while dragging Violet with my left. Finally, when we reached the hospital, they bombarded me with questions, asking, "Where did you walk to?" I stammered, "I... I don't know."