Teen Murder Spree

chapter eight

viii. sibling feud

Heloise

Hindi nga ako nagkamali at inimbestigahan kami ng mga police. We were tested for drugs and interviewed as witnesses of the crime.

"The last time I saw her was at the clinic. But before that, she did have mentioned going to a pastry shop kasi may kukunin daw siyang customized cake roon. She said mauna na kami sa bahay nila by 6:30 p.m dahil baka matagalan daw siya sa pastry shop. Nung nasa bahay na niya kami ay nilapitan kami ng parents niya. They were asking kung nakita o kasama daw ba namin si Abigayl kasi hindi pa siya umuuwi at malapit nang magsimula ang party. And that was when we decided to look for her."

Kasalukuyan kaming nasa presinto. Isa-isa kaming kinukunan ng pahayag tungkol sa krimen at katatapos ko lang ngang magbigay ng akin.

"Thank you so much for your cooperation. We will do our best to give justice to your friends. Our condolences."

Sabay na rin kaming bumalik sa school pagkatapos namin sa presinto. Nabalitaan na rin namin na natatakot ang mga magulang ni Abigayl na baka hindi mabigyang hustisya ang pagkamatay ng kanilang anak kaya napagdesisyunan ng pamilya na sa abroad na ipapasuri ang bangkay ni Abi. Baka doon na rin iyon ipalibing.

The school held another mass especially that the murder happened inside the campus. Pansamantala rin muna kaming lilipat ng classroom habang ginagamit pa sa imbestigasyon ang classroom namin kung saan nga natagpuan si Abigayl.

"I guess it's official now, huh? We really are cursed. And anytime from now, isa sa'tin ang mamamatay katulad ng pagkamatay ng ikatlong biktima."

Muli kaming nagtipon sa library. I don't know how it started but it feels like it has already become our habit to discuss things around here, especially with everything that's going on.

Cameron was relentlessly pacing back and forth, constantly reminding us of the death that's awaiting us anytime of the day and how she can not be the next victim because her little brother depends on her.

"How do we even stop this shit?" Tobias asked.

Halos lahat kami ay nanghihina na sa mga nangyayari. Halos ayaw na naming kumibo. But knowing anyone of us could die anytime, we still can't stop worrying.

"All we know now is that history repeats itself. We are bound to suffer the same fate as the victims," sambit ko.

"But there were only five victims, right? That means out of the ten of us who played the game, five could actually survive?" Ani Chantria na kanina ko pa napapansing tahimik lang sa gilid. Wala na ang kaartehan sa tono nang pananalita nito at hindi na rin siya nakasuot ng makapal na make up. She's even wearing a hoodie over uniform instead of her usual cropped uniform trend.

"How are we even gonna answer these questions? Tanging si Mikayla lang ang nakakaalam ng buong kuwento." Cameron snapped. "I even tried googling the urban legend and everything about the story but nothing. November 1934. Murder spree. Nothing. I found nothing!"

"It was actually November 1943," Naomy corrected, barely making a sound.

"Hindi 1934?" Ulit ni Cameron at nung napagtanto niyang nagkamali nga siya ay sinabunutan lang nito ang sarili niya. "Bobo ko talaga!"

"I tried researching too but I also found nothing," Keith chimed in. "There were almost similar stories but all were entirely fiction."

"This could actually be a dead end," naibulalas ko na ikinatigil ng lahat.