So there I was, with Charlotte, running through the halls of Mungo Manor. Lucy and Alex dead, Dylan missing. We had to find him.
"Where the hell did the scream come from?" Charlotte asked me.
"I don't know, but what happened to him?"
"This night is so messed up!"
My bets were on Tom being the killer at this point. Maybe Lucy had discovered his plan? So he killed her?
Eventually, we reached a room that was boarded shut. A trail of blood led inside. After about ten minutes of prying and attacking the door, we were in. Holy shit, what a sight.
Dylan was on the floor, clutching his leg. What was left of his leg. He'd been caught in a bear trap, so his leg was pinned.
"Oh thank god! Guys help!! Holy shit it hurts!"
"Calm down, mate. It'll be alright." How I was keeping calm I didn't know.
Then the door slammed shut behind us, and I heard creaking from behind the door. Charlotte and me were locked in a room with a dying Dylan. What a horrible sentence.
"Get me out!" Dylan screamed.
"Chill! I'm working on it!" I shouted back.
"The doors barred!" Charlotte cried.
Then it hit me. The killer was either Briony or Tom! They'd locked us in.
I slammed the release latch on the bear trap and pulled Dylan out. His leg was a mess, so we had to carry him out. Once the door was unstuck, that was.
Then it got even worse. Fire spread underneath the door.
"Not like this! Not like this!" Charlotte screamed, backing away from the door.
"We're fucked! We're screwed!" Dylan bellowed.
"Tom! Briony! Open this fucking door! Stop the damn fire!"
The wooden floor gave way all of a sudden, and we landed in a ruck in the basement. A piece of burning wood fell on me and stabbed my shoulder, and I screamed. I blacked out for a while, then I came to in the same spot, right arm covered in blood,
"Help! My shoulder!"
No response.
I got up and had a look around. Dylan was bleeding out. The fire had stopped. Where was Charlotte?
Then I heard two faint voices.
"They're onto us! What do we do?"
"Shit, we have to kill them! I mean, they'll tell the police! Or worse!"
Not one, but two killers. Me and Dylan were the only innocent ones left. It couldn't be Charlotte, could it? She was with us, but she left and didn't help. Tom was just downright stupid and guilty, and why would Briony kill anyone?
Briony and Charlotte, Tom and Briony, or Charlotte and Tom? Who were they?I know it seems like the book is nearly finished, but I've got a lot more planned. Sorry I haven't updated recently, and this chapter might be a little confusing but it'll be explained in the next one, along with the killers and their motives. Thanks for reading!
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Liars And Cheats
Mystery / ThrillerTim Edwards is a twenty three year old man living in Chillton. He's on the edge of being sacked, hates his apartment and has to live with his annoying ex-schoolmate turned successful businessman friend Thomas Swancott. When his other ex-best mate Al...