SCREAM

Suspicions are High

Ren sat on the bench that was on the porch. She'd look at her watch, but she was enjoying the morning air. She was enjoying earth before people would ruin it for the day. She assumed it was maybe 6:30 to 7:00 AM. She listened as the birds chirped and to the whoosh of the trees as they swayed with the wind. It was taking her mind off of recent events. Not for long though. Ksssh! She snapped out of her nature loving mood and gripped her hair back. She wanted to throw up at the thought. She visioned it all. The circus music. The blood. The shattered glass. The masks. Damn those masks... she thought to herself. "Hey Ren! How ya holdin up sister?" Hannah said s she approached Rens house. Ren let go of her thoughts and put her attention on Hannah. "I'm doing okay I suppose. Why are you up so early? And here of all places?" Ren interrogated Hanah as if she was some sort of stalker. "Well, I was gonna surprise you, but it looks like that plan failed." Hannah sighed as she stepped onto the porch. They both grinned. The sun was rising slowly, but it was different than what it had been a few weeks ago. Before the murders began to happen. "Damn, this is tough." Hannah said to break the silence. Ren acknowledge her comment but didn't say anything. "I'm sorry about Ron. This shit sucks." Hannah said as she kicked her feet up on the table that was sitting in front of the bench. "Nothing we could do about it." Ren looked at her trying not to receive any pity. Hannah looked back at the sky and watched the sun rise, slowly but surely. "It's gonna be a hot day today. I can feel it." she predicted.

Chris and Ally sat in the corner of the library, looking through books. "Ah, this is a good one, 'History of Ashwood'. We should be able to find plenty of things in here, right?" Ally ran her finger through each page, closely looking at each headline. "Are you sure it's going to include such horrific events such as the murders though? They sure did put the town into hiding for a bit." Chris said, lifting his head from a magazine. "Well, it's an important factor." She argued. Chris shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, let's give it a look." Ally continued flipping through pages nonstop. "Boom, here it is. The Murders of 1994. Told you it'd be in here." Chris seemed nonetheless impressed. "Nancy Jenkins, 17, killed in her home. I don't know who she is, but let's read more." Ally grew curious. "It says she was killed while saving Jennifer Brewer. Her and Ella Hemsworth killed each other. Guess those kinds of things do happen in real life." she said, resurfacing many useful pieces of info. "What happened to Milo Ekker?" Chris asked her. "Milo who?" Ally was stumped. Chris stopped in his tracks. "I thought all of us were informed of this" he said confused. "He was the other killer alongside Ella." Ally was dumbfounded. "Right, my bad." She let out a soft chuckle and sighed. "What's on your mind?" Chris asked. "I don't know. I feel like we're so close to piecing this together, but then we're just getting further at the same time. I might as well just start throwing up random conclusions at this point!" she threw her hands in the air. "What conclusions are you thinking of?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe Koko wasn't really in that body bag!" she exclaimed in a joking way. At this moment they heard the doors close. It was Grace and Hannah. Grace focused on Ally and the book she was reading. "Hey guys." she said, sharing her focus with both of them now. "What's that?" she asked Ally. Ally nudged the book towards her, showing the pages her and Chris were previously looking at. "Oh shit, it's this again. Just more details." Grace said observing the book. She was moving her finger from one line to the next, carefully reading each gruesome detail that was plotted on the page. "Who's Jennifer Brewer?" Ally pointed out. "She was one of the survivors of the murders." Grace answered as she continued to scan the book. "Oh, well I figured that, but she hasn't been mentioned until now." Ally stated. Grace acknowledged that comment. "Do you think she's in town still?" Hannah asked Grace. "I never read anything about her moving, but people don't mention her name a lot so it's hard telling." she said sparking a bit of curiosity in everyone. "We should try to see where she lives." Chris asked as Hannah started looking on other bookshelves. "And how do you suppose we do that?" Grace said sarcastically. "Maybe this can help." Hannah said plopping down a phonebook. "Oh, hello there!" Grace said as she began to aggressively search for Jennifers number. "Here, right this down. 423-516-4472." Grace announced to the group. Chris yawned. "I think we have all need for today. I'm tired and I have to get up at six tomorrow, so I'll see you guys later." he said as he got up and grabbed his backpack. Before anyone could keep him there, the doors were already swinging shut behind him. Grace closed the book and handed it back to Hannah. "I guess we did improve a little bit today." she said as she yanked her stuff off the ground. "well, let's go Hannah. I'll see you tomorrow Ally." she said as Hannah and Her tarted to walk out. Grace stopped at the doors once Hannah walked out. "Oh, and Ally," she said darting her eyes into Allys. "if I ever hear my girlfriends name come out of your mouth like that again, you'll be the one in the body bag." she finished as she walked out. Ally sat there alone and lost. She looked down at her paper that she had previously wrote Jennifers number on. She took her phone out of her pocket and gripped it. She opened up her phone and went to her keypad. She then typed the numbers in, saying them under her breath. "4-2-3...5-1..6-.....4-4-7-2" Mrs. Owens, who had been listening the entire time, looked in her direction, as if she had heard that number before. Ally tapped the dial button. Suddenly, there was another voice on the other side of the phone.
"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Jennifer Brewer?"

It was silent on the other end.
"Yes it is, who is this?"

"Hey Jennifer, my name is Ally Eastwood."