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“Hurry up, Maylin! We have to go!” Jax said after they’d all changed into clean clothes at the hotel.

“I’m almost done, just wait a minute…”

“That’s what you said 10 minutes ago.” Ami said at the door.

“Alright I’m ready, but my hair’s still wet.”

“It looks fine. We’ll leave the cab window open to air dry it.” Ami said as she dragged them down stairs to the waiting cab.

“He must’ve been a real cutie.” Maylin said from the safety of the opposite side of the car.

“Oh, shut up, Maylin. He was nice enough to show us to the right train.”
Maylin rolled her eyes. It was 6 o’clock; they had plenty of time to make it to the pub. “My hair looks like crap.” She said looking in the mirror. “Thanks to you.”

“I think it looks fine.” Jax told her and kissed her cheek. Maylin smiled. They’d been friends all through school until senior year when Maylin got drunk at one of the many parties and “accidentally” made out with Jax. Ami forgave them for ruining their trio long ago, but she hated being the third wheel.

“I’m still here!” She said glaring out the window.

“Sorry.” They added hastily.

The pub was busy, but they were able to find an open table. “You’re in for a real treat, Yank. They’re always great.” The bartender said as he handed Ami the drinks she had ordered. It was hard to move in the place and she couldn’t find the guy she’d met at the train station anywhere. Even after the band had arrived and started, he never showed up.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom, okay?” She asked her friends and they waved her off.

She nearly slipped as she went in, but caught herself on the sink. Her hand landed in something wet as well and she looked down to find in horror, that she had slipped in blood and the sink was coated in it as well. “Oh my God!” She said as she found the source when looking in the mirror as she hurriedly washed off her hands. It was the man from the train station and he was dead on the floor. She nearly slipped on the floor as she left the bathroom. She pushed through the crowd until she found their table and quickly told her friends.

“Are you sure?!” Maylin asked her eyes wide.

“I really saw it! I swear!”

Jax and Maylin followed her to the bathroom. When they opened the door they found nothing.


“Stupid girl!” He said to himself after he’d disposed of the body and had quickly cleaned up the blood. The man had been a murderer. The thoughts he’d seen about what he was planning to do made it harder to sit at the bar and not kill him. When the man conveniently (but accidentally of course) cut his hand after breaking his glass it was no problem for him to follow him to the bathroom. The cut was deep and so bled a lot before he had even got there, so it looked worse then it really was. There was actually no struggle at all and then the girl…He punched the locker in the subway terminal when he thought of it again. Why did he have to come back to London? He thought.


“You must have been mistaken. I mean it’s happened before.” Maylin whispered as they went back along the road towards the subways.

“I can’t believe it! You don’t believe me?!”

“It’s not that really.” Jax said. “It’s just last summer this exact same thing happened.”

“It is not the same! I did see her in the woods with that man and then she disappeared! I have never been mistaken!”

“Shhh…” Jax quieted her. “You’re making this bigger than it is, Ami. Even if he had been there as you say; how did he disappear before we went back there? Nobody is that fast, Ami.”

“Maybe you’re right…maybe I am making this bigger than it is.” She mumbled. Her friends wouldn’t believe her and they wanted to forget, so she’d let them. She shivered as she remembered that night. Nobody would believe what had really happened out in the woods on the night of one of those parties and she never would forget: that girl pale and dead beneath all those trees and stars and that man laughing as he wiped the blood off his lips and watched her run.



I will add more later, but I really do need to type a bit more, so that I don't cut it off like this quite so often. I have more typed, but it kind of drops off in the middle of a conversation, so I'll add that later after I finish it off. I have alot written, but I'm having troubles typing more, because I have no name yet for the brother character who just killed the murderer. Do post some more ideas when you comment. It would be greatly appreciated. If it's at all confusing comment...The first portion is under the "Newest Story" entry. Thanks for reading my stuff.