Of Flowers And Shadows (JTK Story)

(Rewrite of my old book "The Flicker Trials/ UNDER MAJOR EDITING)

The soft tick of the grandfather clock ricocheted against the pitch black walls of the room. All was silent.
The male stood still, his cold, grey orbs drilled into my own brown ones; they seemed to be searching for something.
And I knew what it was.
Fear.
That fear that once possessed me when I was a little girl. That fear that shook me to the core, when I found my dearest friend, butchered. The dark shade of red splashed across the room, like a toddler finger painting on the walls of their bedroom.
After all these years, he came back.
He came back for me.
"I found you", he chuckled, his voice satirical and scathing. I furrowed my eyebrows and stood up, snatching the picture from the ground.
"Quite the contrary", I shot. "I found you".
"Bullshit", he snapped, his voice suddenly vindictive, as if I offended him in the highest manner.
He was like a switch, one second he was mellow and calm, like a lamb. Then the next second he was like a lion in a rage. On and off. On and off. This time, however, he was on.
Tick. Tick.
......

Derby Diarmuid had always been a super sleuth. She lived for it. Her record on cases solved was spotless, until she's given the meticulous job of catching the notorious Jeff the killer. To Derby and her partner, it's just another case, but to Jeff, it's a game.
After receiving a mysterious letter from an anonymous source, things spiral out of control, and Derby is caught in the crossfire between two long-lost foes. Memories of her long lost childhood come flooding back to her, and her latest case soon takes a dark turn as she uncovers the truth about Jeff.
But to unlock the truth, one must know that everything isn't quite what it seems.

(The cover art does not belong to me. None of the Creepypasta characters in this book belong to me either.)