Chapter 4

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Death of Alexander Lynch, 2010, December 19th

 

“Come on, Luke. I need to go,” whined Alexander, as he slammed the shot glass that was filled with Vodka, before he drank it all.

“Stay for a few more minutes,” replied Luke, pouring another shot to Alexander's glass. “Let’s just finish this bottle.” Luke shook the bottle of Vodka in front of his friend.

 

 Alexander and Luke drank the remainings of the bottle of Vodka. Little by little, Alexander was more drunk. Alexander collapsed backwards and fell on the floor. He’s dead-drunk. Luke smirked because he wasn’t even drinking. He only tricked Alexander to drink the whole bottle of alcohol. He was only drinking water instead of vodka, just like the plan he thought of. He let out a small laugh because he was not going to have a hard time to kill Alexander. He grabbed his Swiss knife and began to cut horinzontally of the throat of Alexander. Alexander was bleeding fast, blood spurting everywhere, as he hitbthe jugular vain. Now, Alexander was really dead. Luke looked at his sides if anybody saw what happened, but there was nobody around. Luke laughed and carried Alexander’s body to his car.

 

The three left the house, laughing. Stefanie, Kayla, and Hannah went to the woods to have an adventure to explore their hometown for sometime. Stefanie was insisting them to go to the mansion that everybody was talking about. Kayla immediately regretted telling Stefanie the background story about that mansion. Stefanie lead, as they hunted down the house.

Stefanie was filled with glee, as she saw the silhouette of the house. The sun was falling down, slowly the sky turned grey. Stefanie entered the house and they all entered the mansion quietly. The floorboards were creaking in every step they take. One by one, they opened their own flashlights and took in the surroundings and furniture of the house. Kayla and Hannah were squishing each other because they got goosebumps and the whole place gave them creeps. MEOW!

 

Kayla and Hannah screamed on the top of their lungs, hugging each other, hanging on for dear life.

“Stefanie Venice Rome!” Cried Hannah, as she pushed Kayla away from her. “Let’s go! I might day in here! I haven't said my goodbyes!”

“Shit, guys!” Hissed Stefanie. “That was only a harmless cat. Plus, we're not going out! There's tons of snow and its fucking cold, and you know what time is it already! We don't know what's creeping out of the forest.”

“I don’t fucking care! Let’s go!” Hannah retorted.

“Go out and freeze, or stay here and live,” Stefanie said.

“I rather stay here, in this shitty place,” Kayla said.

“Hannah? Are you going to stay?” Stefanie asked.

“I’m going. Bye guys, see you tomorrow?” Hannah said.

“HYPOTHERMIA!” Kayla screamed, afraid of letting her friend go and freeze.

“Okay, okay,” replied Hannah. “I’ll stay for one day. Just one day!”

The three went upstairs to find their own room. Stefanie slept alone, as for Hannah and Kayla, they slept together in one room because they were scared.

Stefanie used her phone to distract the screams of her friends. Stefanie just locked her phone and closed her eyes, slowly drifting of.

Screams were heard. Stefanie woke up and jumped out of bed immediately. Stefanie looked at the window and saw tgat it was still dark. “AH! Stefanie!” Somebody screamed, however Stefanie ignored it. She thought it was her imagination. She was covering her ears because she thought it was in her head. “Stefanie! We need you!” Again, she opened her eyes. Oh my god! Kayla and Hannah! Stefanie stood up and grabbed her duffle bag and ran to Hannah and Kayla’s room.

BANG!

It was too late. She saw Kayla and Hannah’s bodies, slaughtered. She walked back, slowly, with shock, anger, and sadness wash over her. Her senses kicked in as she realized that the murderer might be still here. She slowly backed out, but her back bumped with someone. She turned around and the murderer covered her mouth with a handkerchief, before she could do anything.

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