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The girls all stood around in the chapel of rest, tears falling down their cheeks. Five of them were left and they were now starting to panic. Which one of them would next be sought after by the monster that had hunted down their friends?

With Jessica and Katie there had been a strong link between the two murders. The holiday away. But now Keeley had been murdered. She hadn’t even been close with them at the point of planning so her name hadn’t even been down to go. So why was she dead? The question now was who had the group pissed off in the world?

The answer was truthfully no one. The only people they ever pissed off were each other. She looked around the group tears filling her misty blues eyes as she ran her hand through the unkept ginger hair. Who would do this to them? Why would anyone do this to them?

They were a nice group. Each one of them had friends outside of the circle. Each one of them had a good reputation. The only one who really struggled was Carrie but that was just because she was weird and other kids in the school didn’t know how to cope with her. They found it easier just to hate and insult her. It was the way teenagers acted with what society handed to them.

No names could come to her head of who would seriously want to harm them. No ideas of what they had recently done and no one who had all the means to want so. They were good kids, great kids in fact. They just liked their company more than others.

Could this be the end of their group?

***

Harrison smiled as he pulled up outside the church, his heart tightening at the sight of her leaving the building. Her eyes were puffed up from the amount of tears she’d cried. Taking control of his emotions, he rose from his chair and headed over to her. “Are you okay?”
“Why is this happening to us, Harrison?” She wept into his arms, clinging to his shoulders. At times she felt as if he was her only pillar of strength. The only person to carry her through the troubles.
“Because the world is an ugly place.”
“You’re telling me…” She whispered against his chest.

He smiled. All he wanted was to feel needed. Really needed.