The murder mysteries

Wednesday 1st March

The next morning I heard a yell and I instantly knew there'd been another murder.

As I'd predicted, everyone had gathered around at a doorway: the second-form's. Elise was lying in a pool of blood, just like the others had been. Another of those bloody handprints stood out on the wall.

I returned to our dorm with the others and whispered with Gwen as I changed into my school uniform. "Now it is a serial murderer: and I don't buy the teacher's theory that it's an outsider. It's a pupil sneaking around at night."

"Yes, I agree. Now it's most important that we catch them."

At breakfast we made plans to interview our friends in the younger years, and at lunch break we carried this out. First we talked to Alison, the youngest in the big all-girl boarding school. Since Gwen arrived, she sort of...adopted Alison. She always looks out for her and was positively horrified when she found out she was being bullied.

"I woke up during the night. It was too dark to see anything, but I heard some...clanking noises," Alison said, eager to help.

Then her friend, Hayley, butted in with her story: "my parents are picking me up later, they think it's too dangerous here." Alison was nodding from behind her, and I assumed this meant she was also leaving. I was glad: if my theory is correct, then they'd be in great danger if they stayed here. The murderer's a lunatic.

"Good," sighed Gwen. "Then at least you'll be safe." I nodded. Plus-not that I thought it in the first place-it proved that neither of them could be the murderer...

It turned out that quite a few people were being pulled out of school until the murderer was caught. By now, everyone around knew of the happenings at the school. But no one considered whether it was a pupil or not.

Or at least: nearly no one.