Murder in the dark

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• ~lesson 2, INS~ •
Kiera's pov:
I looked around, thinking there was no way I'd be able to tell who the killer was, but I hate INS and we hardly do anything, so it was worth a shot to try and do it now. There was literally nothing unusual about the class today, unless you count the general worried vibe that everyone gave off, but that was to be expected. I was going to give up as I thought it was pointless, I am not qualified for this and it was highly unlikely that the killer was in a room of 12 and 13 year olds, but I was bored, so whatever, I might aswell try some more, even if there is no point to it.
Desiree's pov:
Kiera was giving up after 30 minutes of looking around and to be quite frank, I was loosing faith in my suspicion aswell, but there was a part of me that was sure that the killer was somewhere in the class, and I had to follow that suspicion. I desperately looked around the class and then noticed something... odd to say the least, Eva was scribbling over a picture of Ava and then took out a picture of her and cut it in half, she looked so pleased with herself which was the weirdest and coldest part, I was terrified, was I sat 2 feet away from a killer? My heart raced as I thought about what she could potentially do to me, she had stabbed Ava and shown no remorse, so what would she do to other people who seemed like a threat to her? As I was thinking about this, all the lights went out, and our school is a low budget public school, so there was no windows in there, so it was pitch black. It was obviously the scariest experience of my life, not being able to see and having reason to believe that you were in the same room as a killer is not a good combination, I was about to have a panic attack, I couldn't breathe and wanted to cry. When the lights came back on after about 10 minutes of pure panic, I was so relieved, that was, until I saw it...
Henry's pov:
There it was, no more than a foot jnfront of me, Freddie was laying on the floor, a gag in his mouth and a bruise around his neck. I stared at it in pure shock, as did everyone else in the room, someone had died right infront of my eyes and I hadn't even noticed, I blamed myself for his death, if only I was a foot infront, I could have stopped this, or maybe it would be me who was dead, which would have been so much better than having to look at my friends dead body laying infront of me. I was shaking in fear but couldn't let myself cry, I collapsed and could see anything for a few minutes, when I woke, I saw a crowd of people around me and I was being cradled by someone yelling to the circle of people to give me space, I didn't know who it was, but appreciated it a lot. I managed the strength to look up and see who it was holding me, and to my surprise I saw Danni who I was under the impression hated me, but there they were helping me? After the noticed that I had come around, they held up 3 fingers and asked me how many they were holding up, I answered and they continued to ask me a series of questions like "what is your name" and things like that. After the questions, they smiled sweetly at me and offered me water, then told me to be careful and made sure I was okay, you know, other than seeing Freddie dead. It was odd and sweet of Danni to do that, and I appreciated it, I had never before noticed how their eyes sparkled or how their hair shined when it hit the light at the right angle, and never had I noticed how beautiful they were, I felt even dizzier than I did before I passed out, I was left speechless by their beauty, so instead I just shyly smiled back. I would later blame this on the fact that I wasn't thinking straight, but I knew these were my genuine thoughts, I'd just never paid attention to them, I just pushed them to the back of my mind, but they are so pretty. What are you thinking Henry! They don't like you back, you have no chance with them, forget about it. I am wo stupid, I have literally no chance with them, this realisation hurt, but I had to accept the truth before I got my heart broken.
Danni's pov:
Henry seemed nice, and I would like to make him my ally, he would be a good friend, and I think I'm a good friend too. He should meet my girlfriend, they would get along so well, they both have chaotic energy and would probably be such amazing friends.
Eva's pov:
The whole class seemed so relaxed considering the circumstances, I liked that about this class, they were all super mentally unstable and not much phases the anymore. Also, we have to deal with Lucas every day, and even his friends are scared of him, we also have to deal with Amir, and he's just Amir, he is.... "that kid", so we aren't really bothered that much about things anymore.
Rowan's pov:
To be 100% honest, I wasn't really surprised by Freddie's death, probably because I killed him, well, not really, but you know, whatever, my point is, it isn't that surprising of a kill and I would've done the same. Freddie is a loud mouth, and he is smart, he would have figured out and told everyone, I have to say, good job to whoever the killer is, you're smart, I don't think Darya will be killed as she is smart, but also very quiet and even if she did figure out the killer, she probably wouldn't tell anyone, well done, you did well whoever you are.
Desiree's pov:
This is it!! This is the evidence I need, this is proof that the killer is in the class, I was correct, this is a reason to continue the investigation, the police wouldn't take this seriously, but I will, and I hope that Kiera does aswell, as I definitely won't be able to do this by my self, I need help, I know Lucas loves crime books, maybe I should ask him?
Vinny's pov:
I walked into a classroom as my teacher sent me to get more books and I see a dead body laying on the floor, it takes me a second to realise who's body it is and once I do, I stare open mouthed in shock at what I was seeing, Freddie, one of my best friends dead? This couldn't be happening, this had to be a dream! "What the fu-" I was interrupted by Alex who appeared to be on the verge of tears, which is very unusual for him as he is usually the one laughing and making jokes out of everything, "the lights went out and when they turned back on, Freddie was dead on the floor" his voice cracked as he explained what happened. I felt like I was about to faint, luckily Adam noticed this and had the sense to grab me a chair, I didn't understand, who would do this and why? Lucas walked over to me timidly and hugged me tightly while promising everything would be okay. I couldn't help it, I felt a walm tear escape my eye and roll down my cheek, Lucas must have heard me sob, for he hugged me slightly tighter and began telling me over and over again "its okay, you're safe, its going to be okay, I promise" he kept repeating this until I stopped crying, he then let go and looked at me nervously as if I was a bomb which was about to explode. I was confused, upset and angry all at once and none of this made any sense, why Freddie? What had he done? He didn't deserve this, all wanted whoever did this to pay, I wanted to hurt them, Adam, who wasn't usually affectionate also understood that I was upset and came over to hug me and assure me aswell, it was really sweet if him and I appreciated his effort to help despite the fact that he was also upset about Freddie's murder, I couldn't imagine what he was going through, Freddie was also one of his best friends and he was right there when Freddie got killed, he must have been as confused and hurt as I was. Before then, there wasn't a single person in that class, other than Lucas who I didn't trust (though that was likely due to experience of his violent side) but in that moment all of that changed, someone in that class was psychotic enough to do that to Freddie infront of everyone and not care, no one in that class looked remorseful, of course the were people who were upset, but no sign of remorse, so if I wasn't given any background information, I would never have guessed that one of them was a killer, hold on.... someone in that class is a killer... I'm not safe in here, I need to get out, but I can't leave my friends in there with them!

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