The Madison's were woken by a piercing scream in the middle of the night. It sounded like it came from their immediate neighbours the Hollanders'.
Mrs. Erika Madison startled tapped her husband whose bedside was empty,she then rushed out of the bedroom to find out what was wrong. On the staircase she bumped into her teenage daughter Allison who looked pale
"Mommy what was that noise?" She asked
confused. "We are yet to find out",
and just then Mr.Henry Madison emerging from the study gun in hand rallied them behind him as they went out to check what it was.
At the Hollanders' all the lights were on surprisingly,
at the gate they were met with a frantic Rogers Hollander stuttering and mumbling incoherently whilst constantly pointing in the direction of the house.
As they got closer the cloud of impending doom seemed to engulf them as soon as they set foot in the house.
The living room was orderly so it wasn't about a burglary,then what was it? Mr Rogers silently walked on as they followed till to the right of what seemed like someone's bedroom.
'Helena's room' Allison squirmed.
Inside Mrs. Grace Hollander stood as in a daze as she looked on,the bathtub in view was by now filled to the rim with what looked like blood. Her daughter's Helena limp body lay in the pool of it as she stared blankly to the ceiling.
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SECRETS IN THE CLOSET
Mystery / ThrillerHelena a young teenager is killed at her home,made to look like suicide. As investigations proceed it seems everyone becomes a suspect in one way or another. As weird as Helena was known to be she knew dark deep secrets of some of the townfolk which...
