It was a cool Fall's day. Leaves were still on trees, and scattered on the ground, too. Lost in thought, you stroll around your favorite park. Hey (Y/N)! Whatcha doin' here? One of your friends, Alex is running towards you. Oh hey, Alex. I'm just walking around. Nice day it is, isn't it? You look around excitedly, smiling at the leaves. It was your favorite time of the year. The week before Halloween. May I walk with you? Alex asked this as if you'd say no. Of course, Alex! A look of relief came across Alex's face when you said that. You tow walked in silence to a Starbucks to get a (You choose what you want, I'm just gonna say pumpkin latte though I myself don't drink it.) Pumpkin latte. Alex, what do you want? Alex looked at the menu for a bit, then decided on an iced tea. Alex loved iced tea. It smelled good in the Starbucks, like ground coffee. The room had an orange glow to it, and the ceiling was high up, and was a polished brown. Lights hanging from metal strands, covered by long, curved brown-tubes dimly lit the room. Alex was quite. You take out your phone to look at what's going on. There's a little urgent news icon in the corner, so you take a look.
It reads,"Man and woman found dead in house near you. The victims have stab wounds in the abdominal region. Both are in the age of forty..."
You cover your mouth in shock at the horrible news. Alex looks up Hmm? She questions. You show her the article. Oh no! You had a similar reaction in your head. It begins to sprinkle outside. Hey..Alex I should get going home, need a ride? She nods.
In the car, she asks you if you want to hang out over the weekend. Sure! Long time since I've done anything, actually. After dropping Alex off at her place, you drive home. There's yellow tape around your house. You get out the car to find out why you can't enter. You begin interrogating an officer. Excuse me, sir? What happened here? He glared at you for a moment, then in a low grumble, Murder. In your house? You don't believe it. What's your name, kid? He questions you. Oh, I'm uhh.. I'm Y/N. And you? He hesitated for a few seconds. Deputy Sheriff Bob. He says this with such relish. Can I enter? He nods and guides you under the tape. Don't touch anything.. you look up at him. Hear me, Y/N, don't touch anything! You walk through your house and into your parents room, even though you're seventeen. Hello? You call this out as if you'd get a response. You walk to the kitchen, and step in something wet. You look down. It was...blood! Oh my.. You follow the blood trail to two bodies. They were with shock... Your parents..Oh no! Mom! Dad! You feel the hot tears forming on your face. You run out the door, grab your car keys and get in it. You turn on the ignition, speeding away. You didn't want to believe it, and you didn't know we're you were going. All you knew, was that you weren't going to your Grandparents. Not now, not ever. You drove, and an animal ran in front of your car. You sharply turn to the right, slamming the breaks, yet there is no turn. You're driving into trees! The branches hit and broke your windshield. They hit you on the face, and you blacked out. All you remembered was your car making a loud thud on the ground.
To be continued.
