Chapter 5

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"What do you guys want?" I asked. "A frapiccino!" Tamara responded, joy radiating from her face. "Me too" Will said , staring at a girl across the room , who was talking to her freind.
"Ill have decaf" Miles said, staring out the window of the coffee shop, observing the cars race across the street.
While at work, Miles and Will looked similiar, but when out and about they looked very diffrent.
Miles seemed to love to wear brighter colored tee shirts and colorful converse shoes. Will seemed to like to wear dark coloered jackets and tee shirts. He wore converse as well, but more blacks and greys.
Aadrika was absent from todays coffee shop break. Her girlfreind had invited her on a date at the park.
I walked over to the counter and repeated the order.
I walked back to the table and we sat and talked until our orders were ready
We sat quietly drinking our drinks until there was none left.

After we finished at the coffee shop we proceeded to go back to work.
I had been asigned to the job of online research. They decided on this becuase of my programing skills i showed when the hospital accidently had all its data whiped.
At 5:00 pm I started to pack up, as I usaully did at that time.
I rode the bus back to my house. When I reached my front door I Rumaged through my back pack but noticed something odd.
The door was cracked open , only a tad.
I pushed the door open all the way.
Everything was normal. No broken windows or ripped up carpets, so no thiefs had entered my house.
"Must have just forgot to close the door" I said to myself.
Then I entered my room.
Blood covered my bed and slowly thined out to droplets on the carpet.
"Oh no" I said to myself in horror.
I walked over to the bed slowly.
Then i lifted up the sheets.
Under them was the most horrifying thing i had ever seen.
It was Helen, my elderly neighbor from when i was in the hospital.
But she was not alive.
Her dress had multiple stab marks around her heart. Her neck had been cut all the way down to her bone. Her legs were the same exept all up and down her leg.
And a blood covered note layed on her chest.
It had one word.

STOP

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