CHAPTER 1: The Start

352 1 0
                                    

"Extremely recurring murders around East London. In the past 3 days, 12 people were killed by at least 4 murderers that have been nicknamed R, K, B and L... (Continues speaking)"

- Ok. And this has to do with our English class because?

- Well, Renkan, you are going to make a project based on that with the theme: "The problems of our city". And since the groups from last time didn't work I'M going to choose the groups. - Said Diana Abbott, the English teacher.

- WHAT!?- The class exclaimed in unison

- You heard it! And you better do it well because this assignment is worth half this term's grade.

Half of the class started panicking, knowing that they would probably fail it because of arguments in the groups, lazy people who never do anything, etc.

Katarina raised her hand

- What is it Miss...- looks at the name list- K-Hill?

- Should we make a mediocre search like most journalism companies, or we can search for actual information?

- JUST. DO. YOUR. BEST. Now, for the groups: Numbers 1-5, 6-10, 11-15 and 16-20 from the name list. Good luck everyone and remember: it's due next week!

*School bell rings*

- Hey Kat, who's in your group?- Said Renkan

- Liane, Mathew, Mariano and that Lulli guy... - She replied.

- You mean party animal, popular, one-armed, one eyed Lulli?

- Yep. That one. And what about you, Ren?

- Victor, Vanessa, Vinicius and someone called Stepp.

- Stepp? It must be that guy who barely shows up at class because he's sick.

- I just hope he does something...

- Well I think I should get going...

*A wild Lulli appears*

- Hey, um, Lulli, what is it?

- Katarina, right?

- Yeah.

- Just get this. *Hands a paper note and gets out of the classroom running*

- OK. That was weird.

- Well, see ya Kat!

- Bye Ren!

________________________________________________________________

When Katarina got home she did as she usually does: Had lunch, did all of her homework and started writing in her journal. She had just started writing on it when, all of a sudden, (for her at least), she received a message from a stranger.

(image)

She was very surprised. But that didn't stop her from trying to get information out of me.

(image)

It didn't work.

(image)

After that, she did as I said. She went out of the house. She could swear it was empty when she got home. Already back inside, she opened the package. Inside of it there was a card, small, handwritten and a little bit too thick to be common paper.

(image)

*insert ringtone here*

- Hello, R? What is it?

(insert name here)Where stories live. Discover now