Crime Scene - ON HOLD

Prologue

She presses her ear to the wooden door, straining to hear the conversing inside it. "People are dying, Frederick. And you are the only one who an stop this! Either one of us could be next!" She heard a familiar voice whisper furiously. Frederick Biddle is her principle at Lincoln Park High. He's been so for years, and she believes he could be behind the killings.

"If I close the school, we'll both lose our jobs. How will you support your family? Where will you go?!" Mr. Biddle argued. "How will I support my family, if I'm dead? You know what, I'm leaving!"

It took her a second to realize what he said. She has to hide! She scrambles into the closest, and most cliche hiding spot ever: the janitor's closet. Just second later, she hears the door she was previously at swing open, and her heart starts beating faster. She could hear angry footsteps storming away from the room, passing right by her. "Tom, wait!" The principle calls after. After both adults leave the room, she sighs with relief, letting go of the breath she was unaware she was holding.

She remembers the first time she met her science teacher. "My name is Tom Jeffery, and you can call me Mr. Jeffory." He announced to her class. He became her favorite teacher. She was snapped out of her thoughts when she hear a horrific yell. Her eyes widened and she jumped out of the closet, rushing to the source of the awful sound.

When she saw where it had come from, she let out a yelp. It was a sick sight, and she felt nauseous. "Oh... oh my." She heard a voice say in a barely audible voice. She didn't need to turn around to recognize that it came from Mr. Biddle. She just swallowed hard, unable to move, staring at the blood covered body of her science teacher.

Guys, as you can tell, this is going to be a little gory and violent. It's my first original story, so I'm kinda new to this. Please leave a comment if your interested and would like to see more.

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