DR/PR: I'd KILL for my freedom

A Black Light Wearing White

Grizzaka watches as the people file into the room and stand behind a table. Camille is with Jarrod, Casey stands alone, Theo is behind him, Lily and Rose are together and lastly Guin and Dom, who go to seperate tables. "Ah, good. We're all here. Now, you have hopefully gathered some evidence from the scene of RJ's death. It's up to you all to find the culprit. Remember: if you get it wrong, the killer goes free and the rest shall die!"

Casey puts down his evidence, as does Dom and Jarrod. Camille and Rose ready their notepads, preparing for flame wars and endless writing. Theo speaks first. "Okay, so RJ was found in one of the corridors brutally murdered. He had bruises around his neck, suggesting the killer attempted to strangle him, and four stab wounds that made him bleed to death."

Dom raises his hand. "If the fourth stab wound was the stomach stab, that would kill him instantly, correct?"

"That would be correct... if it wasn't for the fact that he was most likely dead by the time the third blow was delivered to him. The blood in the bathroom suggests that his killer tried to murder him right there."

Rose raises her board. "But if the murderer tried to kill him in the bathroom, why was his corpse in the corridor? It doesn't add up!"

Camille then raises her board. "It DOES make sense if he fled from the bathroom and into the corridor! The first two blows to his arm would be more than enough distraction for the murderer to stab his foot! And they'd have to be on the floor, hence why the fluff was there!"

Theo claps. "EXACTLY! My guess is that he was being choked, escaped and then fled into the corridor. He was stabbed once in the arm while in the bathroom, hence the blood, and then was killed in the corridor!"

Dom then holds up the photo of RJ's bruised neck. "So those bruises were strangle marks... and if you look closely... there's nail marks too! So the killer is female!"

Multiple gasps are heard. Jarrod instantly smashes his hand against his table in order for them to listen to him. "It wasn't Camille! She was with me when I awoke! Correction: she was fast asleep when I woke up!! And if the killing was recent, it couldn't have been her!"

"You're right Jarrod; Camille isn't the killer." Theo says, and Jarrod holds Camille protectively. She starts to cry, shaken up. The others look at her with pity, even Grizzaka. Rose started to cry as well, frightened they'd say it was her who was the one who murdered RJ. Lily looks like she might start to cry a little too, but she stands strong. "It wasn't me or Rose. I swear."

Dom turns to Lily. "You and her were the first ones to discover the body! Why should we trust you?!" He's clearly upset about his friend being killed. Lily just glares.

"Well first off, how the hell would Rose be able to catch RJ in the loo or stab him? She's blind in one eye for gods sake! And secondly, I was fast asleep until she woke me up 'cause she had a headache! I can't blame her with all this crazy shit that's happened!" Lily stamps her foot. "I swear it wasn't us!"

Casey holds a hand up for silence. "Lily speaks the truth Dom. Both Rose and Lily are innocents who stumbled upon the body, hence why the claxon went off. Meaning..."

Theo points to Guin. "GUIN is RJ's murderer!"

There's insanity within Guin's eyes and she smirks. "You're VERY clever, aren't you? Yes, it was ME who killed the damn man! Though if it weren't for the fluff falling off my dress I would've gotten away with it!"

"G-Guin!! Why would you do that?! I-I thought you and him were friends?!" Dom looks outraged. Guin leaves her desk and goes up to him, eyes sharp and alert.

"Because Dominic, I want to get the hell out of here! I want to be able to skate again, I want to be able to live normally and not have to live EVERY MINUTE OF MY LIFE IN FEAR! I want to be able to get out of here, even if that meant I'd have to kill you all to get my freedom!! I'd do ANYTHING to get out this hell hole and be fucking happy! And now look! I can't have that anymore! Because I am about to die, and before i do you better learn one thing; Even those who you can trust will want you dead. Don't end up like RJ." She hits him, then returns to her desk, calm.

Grizzaka nods. "Theo is right; Guin is RJ's murderer. Guin, would you step up here and cross out your picture and RJ's?" Guin goes up to the board and uses the blood red marker to cross out both her face and his. Then, she goes back to her desk. "Good. Now, you shall be executed. It's gonna be a fast death, so would you like to say any parting words to your friends?"

Guin turns and looks at the others. "Do whatever you must to live and get out. And Jarrod? Take care of Camille; she needs you more than anything else." Jarrod nods, tears hitting his eyes. Grizzaka pulls a lever and the ceiling opens over the top of her desk. Everyone backs away and suddenly, ice skates with blades sharper than any knife come crashing down. Guin's blood-curdling screams of pain are only heard for 5 seconds. And then... THUD.

Rose sobs and hides her eyes, Camille sobs loudly and the others almost throw up. Her mangled body lay on the floor surrounded by a pool of blood and bloodied ice skates. The only part of her that isn't cut is her face, which remains clean of cuts yet is splattered with her own crimson blood. Grizzaka looks at her and chuckles, then looks up at the group.

"Well, you're all dismissed to lunch!" And with that, he vanishes, leaving the group there in shock and Guin's dead corpse on the floor. Camille flees the room and Jarrod follows, Rose and Lily make their escape and the boys follow after them.

No-One could eat when it came to lunchtime. Everytime Camille shut her eyes, she saw Guin's mangled corpse. It was scaring her so badly. And she wasn't the only one. Rose was so shaken she was afraid to even leave her seat. She didn't want to die. At All.

Casey was the only one who could eat at first; he was right about Guin. She was a psycho alright, and she had killed RJ, the only other person who knew about her pure insanity. To see both their pictures crossed out with the red marker in the classroom... it was frightening.

But then again, this was a frightening place. And anything could happen.

Anything.