I jumped in my car after changing and made my way to my parents house. Suprisingly there was no traffic on my way there, so I arrived early. Which was okay because I assumed that they would be happy to see me (ya know like parents are ment to!).
I slowly made my way up the rocky path that leads to their rickety, old front door that has paint peeling off of it in different patches. I rapped on the door and waited.
And waited
I waited for a good ten minuets, until I remembered the spare key that we always hide under the flowerpot with roses inside of it. I struggle to move the large plant pot because I swear it weighed more than I do.
The key wasn't there ?
That was strange it was always there. Mum and Dad never removed it from under the pot. I scan the garden, the fence and the house for a away to enter. Nothing so I picked up a rock and broke the window that led into the living room.
( yes i know very criminal of me)
The window shattered and glass flew everywhere, so I had to be careful not to cut myself. I landed on the soft light brown carpet and then slowly rose to my feet. My eyes darted around the room looking for a sign of life.
Nothing, there was absolutely nothing. No sounds, no movement and no nothing. So I made my way to the kitchen, when I step into the dimly lit room I don't see anything out of the ordinary. Then I hear what sounds like someone choking, I flip the light switch and see my parents choking on their own blood slowly dying. The blood poor out of the deep gashes in their necks. What I have learnt from criminology and biology is that it takes around five minutes to bleed out from a cut to the jugular.
I turn around to find something to stop the bleeding (like a towel or something similar), but the only thing I see when I turn around is a smug looking boy. He looked to be around my age, he had a lip peircing (A/N I also want a lip peircing ) fluffy curley hair that hung around his face like a halo. He wore black ripped jeans and a Bring Me The Horizon shirt, over the top it he had a black denim jacket, his eyes were electric blue colour. He gestured towards my parents and then walked out of the door.
I turn to look at my parents only to see that they have both gone still and look as if they had stopped breathing. I go to check their pulses and there is nothing, the door behind me is still open so I slowly get to my feet and start to chase after him.
(A/N The game is on Watson !)
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Where are you?
General Fictiondetective Zoe Watts has been looking for her parents murderer for years but he seems to have vanished of the face of the earth what will happen when he smugly saunters back into her life again.