Prologue

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1 Week Ago


"Blair, it's one party! What can go wrong?!" My best friend, Tessa, said.



"oh I don't know. Drugs, alcohol, and maybe even murder!!!" I said.



"Bay, you're over reacting. Now, go get changed. We're going to Jefferson's party."



I groaned and headed up to my room. I walked into my closet and got changed. I did my makeup and and hair and headed back downstairs.



"Lets go. Also, FYI, you look like a slut in that dress." I said.



Tessa did a sarcastic gasp and then said, "Why thank you. I try."



I chuckled as we walked out of the house and to my car. We drove to Jefferson's house and heard music blaring as loud as it can.



"Here goes nothing." I mumbled as we got out of the car.



As I thought, there were drugs and alcohol, but I still have yet to see a murder scene. When I was walking through the huge house, I lost sight of Tessa. Great. Then I heard screaming, lots of it. Out of know where, I see Jefferson with red running towards me. He tackles me and my head hits the floor and then everything goes black.



Present time



I did aloud gasp for when I opened my eyes. I knew I was in a small box of some sort. It was too dark too tell. What the hell happened at the party.


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