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Grace was deep in thought. What was going on? Well that she knew. She was stuck in a house with strangers. And a murderer, but who did this? Who made this happen? I don't know. She decided to take her mind of it. She went downstairs to join the rest.

"April, how are you?" she looked at her friends leg. It was red. It stopped bleeding. But she still looked a bit white. "Well, I'm trapped in a murder house, my leg isnt working at all. I think it speaks for itself." April smiled. I want to be able to be like that. Seeing the good parts, smiling in even the worst situation. "how do you do that? How do you keep smiling?" grace asked. "I dont know. I just believe we can make it out of this. We will find it out. Don't worry." she answered. Grace looked around the room. Mary was upstairs. Lying in her bed. And James was still gone. "what do you want to do?" she asked April. "I guess I could practice with my leg a bit more." she looked grace in the eyes. She could see sadness In her eyes. Grace knew that April was still mourning James as well. She lost her brother. She thought. How does she still believe?

Suddenly she heard something at the door.
April looked up. "James?"

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