I stare at the bloody knife in my hand and look back into my stepfather's soulless eyes as he lays on the floor with a fountain of blood seeping out of his chest and life drains out of him.
I break out of my haze and quickly shove the pocketknife into my pocket. I need to find a way out of here before the police arrive, I look around my house and sprint out of my entrance door before I start running away as far as I can but I don't end up getting far.
"HANDS UP! LUCIANA MONCESTER, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR THE MURDER OF LUKE MONCESTER!" Shouts the police officer sternly while pointing his gun straight at me.
How the hell did they get here this fast!
Rain pours down heavily from the dark angry clouds as I back away anxiously while trying to puzzle a way out of this mess I've got myself into. I come up with only one solution... I decide to use my luck.
I mean I can't have such bad luck... can I?
"Hiiiii there mister policeman, now why don't we put that gun down like come on, it's not like I have any weapons on me plus this ain't a way to treat a lady... now is it?" I put my bloodied hands up with my palms facing him.
The policeman with an ugly mustache pauses for a moment, listening to something being said from his intercom, before looking back at me.
"GET ON YOUR KNEES AND EMPTY YOUR POCKETS RIGHT NOW!"
Oh shit I have a pocketknife on me.
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The Call
Mystery / ThrillerLuciana is just living her normal teenage life, when she gets a strangers call. He threatens her into doing stuff for him, stuff that could get her killed. What will she do? Will she be able to escape before it's too late?
