That Night

It was that night. On that night it all began. And it was all her fault, why did she do it? Why?

Summer was ending and a cool breeze came through the window, which was half-open. I stood up and went to make a cup of tea. While stirring the tea, I felt my heart sank and a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, I was in the forest, and there was Ivy Brown, with a knife stained with blood ... and on the floor was Evelyn Jones, dead. I let out a shriek. Another shiver. I was at home. I was very tired, so I went to bed. That was probably just bad luck of Friday the 13th.
The next day, they found Evelyn, dead in the woods. Just as I had seen, but Evelyn and Ivy were best friends, inseparable. Ivy began to cry desperately. She shouted "Evelyn ... Evelyn ... you promised ... you promised that we would be friends forever." We were all very worried: what would happen now? The only one who did not express sadness was Judith Rye. She never changed her facial expression, but after the death of a classmate, it wouldn't it be going too far? In the news there were horrific images of Evelyn, with blood coming out of her chest and puddles forming around her corpse. Doctors had discovered that her heart was missing... but why would anyone want her heart?
That day a new student had come, Luca Williams. He walked up to me and my friend and I asked us "want to play detective?" Anna and I knew what he meant; however what we did not know were the problems that would follow. We accepted. So we went to talk to Judith, all three. And asked if she knew anything about the death of Evelyn, she replied, "I'm not sure, but ideas I do not lack. If you want to find the truth, searching is what you'll have to devote to "Anna smiled and without warning said" if the search you want to join, come with us you must! "From that day on, we were four.