The Carcajou

Chapter Six: Welcome to Act Three

Mindy laughed as she continued to watch her movie.

"Come on, man, turn around!" she said to the idiot on the TV, who was unaware of Ghostface coming toward him. "Turn around! Dude! I told you. I told you."

However, as she continued to speak to the TV, Mindy was unaware of a real Ghostface coming toward her.

"These are the rules!" Mindy continued, unaware of the danger she was in. "Look behind..." It was then that she realized her own words and turned around.

"Oh, crap!" she yelled as she stood up to run, only for Ghostface to rain stabs down on her. In the corner of the room, she struggled to hold the knife up as she said, "I know that's you, Luke!"

"I'm right here," Luke's voice said as its owner grabbed the killer and threw them off of Mindy.

"Remind me to give you the biggest 'I-told-you-so' you'll ever get in this life," Luke said to Mindy before turning to face the killer, who was standing again. "Let's do this dance again."

His claws came out with a SNIKT, causing Mindy's eyes to grow wide. Sam went to check on Mindy as the Ghostface ran away. Amber shrieked as she and Tara saw the claws and Mindy's bloody body.

"What did you do to her, you monster?" Amber shrieked at Luke, who retracted his claws.

"I didn't do anything," Luke said. As Sam began defending him, they heard something shatter behind them. Turning, they saw Richie standing there.

"What's going on here?" Richie asked.

"Where were you?" Sam asked.

"I'll tell you," Luke said as he popped his adamantium claws and pointed them at Richie. "He's one of the killers. Sweat and barbecue sauce. That stench is all over you. And the killer tried to hide it, but I caught it. You're the one who attacked Sam at the hospital the first time."

"No, I didn't hurt her!" Richie said, pointing to an unconscious Mindy. "I was in the basement getting beer. And besides, I was with you guys at the hospital. We were all attacked."

"And I have an answer," Luke said. Without warning, his left-hand claws came out and pointed at Amber, who went wide-eyed as she stepped away from him.

"She's the second one," the mutant continued. "I caught her scent when she attacked Tara at both the hospital and at her house. Honey and flowers. It's the scent of her shampoo."

Just then, the door burst open and Liv ran in, sobbing.

"Stay back," Amber warned both Liv and Luke, who kept his claws trained on her and Richie.

"I was with Tara, but the rest of you were wandering around," Amber pointed out. "One of you is the killer!"

"Screw you, Amber," Liv sobbed. "Screw you!"

"Why is there blood on your hands?" Sam asked.

"What?" Liv asked shakily as she looked at her trembling, blood-stained hands. "I found Chad. I found Chad, and he's..."

"Chad?" Sam asked, everyone, piecing the barely understandable puzzle together.

"You're lying," Amber accused.

"No," Liv sobbed.

"You're the killer," Richie said.

"I didn't catch her scent when I got yours," Luke told Richie and Amber. Liv continued to sob before Amber shouted at her to stop.

"Screw you, Amber," Liv said. "I'm not the killer!"

"I know," Amber said as she pulled out a pistol and shot Liv in the head at point-blank range. Liv's blood sprayed the wall behind her as her lifeless body fell to the floor with a thud.