How to be a murder 101

The final chapter

lucy pov*

I rolled out of the bed tired. I sat up looking at nothing. It was still kind of dark outside...I got up. I walked out of the room. Jeremy and Finn were already up. They were talking in the kitchen. They both looked over at me.

"Morning...." Jeremy said.

"Good morning." Finn said.

"Yeah yeah same to you." I said still really tired.

I looked outside...It actually looked semi decent today. I walked outside and lend against the white railing of the porch. It was nice out. Not to hot nor to cold. I smiled a little as I wished it was always like this. Sooner or later I got a phone call.

"Hello?" I said picking up the phone.

I didn't hear anything but foot steps and the rustle of branches. It was freaky. I hung up. A few minutes later my phone rang again. I thought it was a different number, but I once again heard the foot steps and rustling. I looked up and saw the branches moving.

"We're coming." Said a raspy unidentifiable voice. I dropped my phone on the cement. It broke and the noises stopped.

I went back inside. I looked over at Jeremy and Finn. I just walked past them to my room. I got ready for the day. After awhile I heard banging on the door. I opened my bedroom door and walked to the front door. I looked through the window. I didn't see anything. I shrugged it off and just told myself that I was hearing things. I turned around and saw this weird...gas....figure. I backed up a little since you can't really attack gas.

The gas figure surrounded me? I guess that's how that works. The gas hurt and it got hard to breath. The gas was tinted....purple. Wait...Sue said Vincent had died once...So is this his ghost form? I tried to get out the smoke...or call for help. Nothing was working. I banged on the wall behind me.

"But nobody came." It was the same voice that was on the phone.

I struggled for air. Nothing was working. I finally fell to the floor coughing as the gas circled around my head and chest. The pressure on my chest made it worse. I ended up passing out still unable to breath and I died in my sleep.

((Sorry this took so long. School, yard work and other things have been filling my schedule. Well if you read this the day I made this then happy mothers day. If not then have a great day. Well this is the end of this book. If you liked it check out some of my other books. Peace.))