who killed jane?

Chapter 3

Paul's Perspective:
Two days passed by and there was still no sign of Jane. The police searched and searched and could not find any trace of her anywhere. Everyone at school was afraid and worried after learning of Jane's disappearance. I could barely focus as I kept thinking of her and hoping she was safe, wherever she was and I also kept asking myself, where could she have gone in the middle of the night so fast? was she alone? was she even in Lakefield anymore?

I was so caught up in Jane's disappearance that I barely payed any attention to my friends or the teacher. I walked right by Ty without noticing and he tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention "Paul, you okay?" He asked "no, yes, um, sorry I just, I need to clear my head" I said "look, I'm sure Jane is okay, don't worry too much" He said "but what if she's not!" I said "Paul, shhh, your making everybody look" he said "sorry, I need to let off some steam, I'll see you later" I said.

Ty's Perspective:
I've been friends with Paul since grade school. I could tell that Jane meant a lot to him, even though he only knew her for a few months, I could tell those few months were something magical and they seemed to be torn right out of a cheesy rom com and with Jane's disappearance, it turns that rom com into a horror film for Paul. Jane was just as much a friend of mine as she was a friend of Paul and I too was worried, I never had a situation like this happen to me before and I was scared but, I kept my hopes up.

I tried to keep Paul upbeat and optimistic about the situation because nothing bad ever happens here and I didn't think anything happened to Jane, at least not anything terrible.

Jane's Perspective:
I was thrown into a room, the kidnappers took off my blindfold but the room was so dark that I couldn't see their faces. They quickly made their way up the stairs and lock the door. I couldn't move, I was in too much pain but I couldn't scream, I didn't have the strength to try to escape, I was trapped, I was stuck, there was no way out for me.

Hours went by and finally someone came downstairs, but only to feed me. Whoever it was fed me something that shouldn't even be considered food, it was hardly even edible. I spit it out and whoever was feeding me slapped me in the face, I was dizzy, I'd never been hit so hard in my life. I fell down but they picked me back up and forced me to eat, I felt like I was in hell and I just wanted it to end, but I knew it wasn't going to.

A few more hours had went by, a masked figure with a black hoodie came down the stairs and forced me up into the kitchen. I was in so much pain and couldn't move but the figure forced me to anyway. The figure grabbed a knife and stabbed me in my shoulder twice in which I let out a scream. The figure picked me up and pushed me down the basement stairs, he shut the basement door and walked the the stairs towards me.

Paul's Perspective:

The police searched day and night for Jane but there was still no trace of her anywhere and I began to worry even more, if anything happened to her I don't know what I would do, I know we've only known each other for a few months but I feel like we've known each other for years, I loved her and was too afraid to say it and now she could possibly be in danger, hurting somewhere and I'll never get to tell her, it is cliché as hell and she'd probably laugh if I said that to her yet I'd do anything to hear her laugh again.