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"The kid's in pretty bad shape. Wouldn't even speak."

Without bothering what Bob had to say, I pushed the door open and entered. It was best not to question the boy, considering the mental state he would be in. I examined his body, trying not to wake him up. His ears were red and the backs of them had cuts- he had probably been covering his ears from something.

"Sounds!", I said aloud without realising.

"What?", Bob looked more puzzled than before.

"They didn't just see something scary. There were sound effects too."

"But nobody who lives there heard anything except their screams!" That was, indeed, an interesting case. Sounds which only he could hear... How...? 

Hallucinations!

"A drug... what if all of them were drugged?" That was it. That was the reason for their hallucinations.

"Bob, what have you got on those victims?" There had to be some connection... some reason why the killer was after them. It had to have something to do with their pasts.

"All of them lived in different places, went to different colleges. But turns out they had known each other from Facebook...", he paused a moment before continuing.

"And there's one interesting thing... all of them deactivated their accounts on the same day- 2nd March, last year."

My eyes widened. Four Facebook friends attacked by the killer who chose to murder them without even laying a finger on them. All of them deactivating their Facebook accounts on the same date. Had they been hiding from someone? What could they have done to the killer?

"Sir, there was this piece of paper inside his pocker.", a nurse informed, giving me a piece of paper. Black ink, the same handwriting, only this time it said:

'CATCH ME IF YOU CAN'

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The name of the latest victim was Brad Grey. He had survived the attack as someone had found him nearby and called an ambulance, luckily. However, his brain was badly affected due to the shock and some of his memories were gone, probably due to the drug. He wouldn't speak, and wouldn't eat or drink anything.

"He'll come after him again. Tighten the security around the hospital and do not allow any outsiders into the hospital for some time."

"Okay... but Chris,", Bob called. "how do we know who the killer is, now?"

"Oh, I have the perfect plan for that. Dial Dylan too."

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