'A killer has escaped prison and he has no mercy'
'He won't just kill you, he will torture and beat you before having you with his bare hands'
'Keep all doors locked and do not let your children out unsupervised'
'Harry Styles of England is a very dangerous serial killer, his picture of him is below' (a/n ; picture on top of screen)
''Stay away from him, if you catch a glimpse of him dial 911 and let us know the location where you see him'
'We hope to capture this vile, inhuman man before it is too late'
Carly
"We have to move" I begged my mom
"Don't be so silly, we will be fine, plus he is nothing to dad" my sister, Alice butted in, smirking proudly.
"We will be fine, honey" my mom assured me, "and Alice is right"
My dad was in the army, but that doesn't mean anything, does it?
"Get some sleep, I'll wake you up in the morning for dance class" mom smiled, kissing me on the forehead
"Night darling"
"Night mom"
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-four hours later-
*crash*
I jolted awake, I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time
'3:33am'
I groaned as the noise was heard again.
"Mom?" I yelled, no answer
"Dad? Alice?" No answer again.
I hopped out of bed as quiet as possible and creaked my door open. I saw nothing, I don't know where my balls where coming from here but I crept down stairs, it was pitch black and I didn't even have my phones flash light.
My feet carried me into the living room, the dining room and then the kitchen, nothing. I sighed and shook my head before turning round.
"Carly" was all I heard before everything went black.
