Murdered by a saint.

All Hallows Eve Equals Killing Spree

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Chapter Eleven

I wake up in my new bedroom wrapped up in midnight blue sheets, I turn my head to the side to see a neatly made up bed with soft pink sheets, Jennifer. Huh, she must have left early this morning. As I sit up I notice a post it note on the edge of her bed.

Jc,

I'll see ya tommarow since tonights halloween and I need to take my lil sis out for a bit, luv u!!

-Jen Jen

As I finish reading the note I can't help but think one thing to myself... Where the hell is everyone getting these post it notes from?

Then I remember something, "Oh yeah, it's halloween tonight." I think aloud. I wonder if this is a big deal with these guys.. Maybe I should go check out whats going on in the village. After all, Winter did kinda locate me a fair distance away from everyone.

I look down at my outfit after reading Jens note, and to be honest.. am extremely disgusted. My white fluffy sweater is completely covered in blood, dirt, and twigs. Holes in every inch of it including my jeans. Great.. i think to myself as I scan over the room looking to see if Jennifer happened to leave anything behind I could wear.

"Damit, nothing." I think aloud. Thats when I spot a small wooden crate in the corner of the room. "I don't remember seeing this.." I trail off my thoughts aloud. There's a small golden clasp sucurring whatever's inside and has a simple elegance to it. Carefully i open the latch and peer inside.

I open it to find a few pairs of jeans, shirts..bras?..and.. panties?! "What the fuck...?" I think aloud once more. Then the thought crosses my mind that maybe Layla put this here and I just didn't see it or maybe Jennifer even brought it over.

Rummaging through the contents of the box I end up changing everything, and when I say everything I mean everything. I'am not sure how but some how whoever brought this box knew my exact bra size. Layla wouldn't know something like that but Jennifer ya probably.

I settle on a pair of pitch black skinny jeans, A black tank top and some black combat boots. once I'd finally finished changing I gave myself a once over in the mirror. huh, not half bad!

Noticing my extreme case of bed head I quickly ran a brush threw it and left my waves down. My hairs not entirely frizzy or anything so It can't be that bad.. right?..

Not giving it a second thought I grab at the necklace still hanging around my neck making sure both locket and skeleton key are still there.

After about 20 or so minutes of walking from my house down a cleared path I start to hear a noise, no not a noise but.. music?

Who would be playing music this early in the morning? Well in all honesty i had no idea what so ever what time it was but still who would be playing music?

The closer I walked the louder the music became, The tune playing was loud and screaming and.. and..and.. Mitch Lucker? No fucking way! I love it here!!

I started a fast jog up the path when I reconised the song, 'you only live once' wow, how ironic.. cant say they don't got a sense a humor.

Not looking where I was going I ran into the back of a slim female figure, but it was still a force strong enough to knock me on my ass. with an 'OOF' sound my butt hits the ground and the girl turns around. what. the. actual. fuck?