T: Hello there its me Taylor along with the lovely Mandy

M: Hi *waves*

T: And this next story has been a book/movie that we've wanted to put into our collection of Liley/Cam cross overs for a while and now the time has come

M: Yes a Cam remake of this very interesting story that involves mystery, love and…

T: Well you'll just have to wait and find out… ladies and gentlemen we bring to you…

Let the Right One In

Looking through a window at a dark and snowy night in Seattle, no sounds could be heard in the room except the small thuds of snowflakes hitting the window until someone's voice came ringing through the silence.

"Squeal pig… Squeal!" came the voice of Carly Shay as she stepped towards the window in nothing but her underwear and bra, looking out at the snow covered ground before she heard the light squeal of the brakes coming from the taxi that had just pulled up to her building.

She stares down at the taxi as an older man steps out of the vehicle before walking around and opening the door on the other side, letting out a young blonde girl, that looked about her age, out before ushering her towards the entrance door.

She watched until they were out of her sight before looking down in her hand, looking at the sharp kitchen knife in her hand before turning around and looking at herself in the mirror, holding it as if she was ready to attack before saying, "Squeal… squeal like a pig!"

Meanwhile outside the older man finished taking out all the bags from the trunk of the taxi before it drove off, leaving him and the young girl to themselves, he picked up as many bags as he could before walking into the building, the young girl following him up the steps.

Carly sat on her bed, looking at the kitchen knife again before standing up and lifting her mattress up before placing the knife under it before she let it back down then laying on the mattress, putting her hands behind her head as she looked up at the ceiling. She laid there for a moment or two before hearing footsteps coming from the apartment next to her along with two voices. She listens to the voices for a while until she drifts off to sleep.

The next day Carly sat in her classroom at school as a police officer paced up and down the rows, deep in a lecture about what his job entitles.

"The police have ways to determine foul play" the officer said as he stopped at the front of the room and faced all the students at once, "Do you remember that fire downtown a few months ago? A house burned down and a body was found inside." He looked at all the students faces, "Now we knew that the fire had been set to conceal the fact the person had been murdered beforehand… now how could we have known that?" the officer asks the class before scanning the class not really expecting anyone to raise their hand so he started again, "Well…" a hand shot up into the air and he paused, "Ok, go ahead, what do you think?"

"There was no smoke in the lungs of the person who died" Carly answered, earning stares from all the other students.

"Well… that's correct" the officer says a little baffled that any of the students could come up with that kind of answer, "Did you figure that out right now?"

"No… I read a lot" Carly said sheepishly

"Oh… what kind of books do you read" the officer said before chuckling some, getting a chuckle out of the teacher as well

"Just books" Carly said as if there was nothing out of the ordinary about it.

"Ok… well then now I'm going to talk to all of you about drugs" the officer says changing the subject now, "What do you think are the most common types of drugs…"

Carly lowered her head as the stares started to go away but she notices some still on her… knowing trouble was coming soon. She toned out the officer's words until the bell rang signaling the end of class and Carly rushed out of the room with three girls following right after her.

"Hey Shay" came the voice of the head of the group of girls, Missy, causing Carly to stop and turn around just staring at them, "What are you staring at?" Missy and her group come closer to her, "Are you looking at me… Well fuck off" Carly backed up until her back hit the lockers, Missy then leans against the locker next to her just staring at Carly who seemed nervous, then she put her finger on Carly's nose and pushed on it, "Oink... What a good piggy you are" Missy just smiled as Carly did nothing before bringing her finger up again and flicking Carly's nose, "Come on let's go" Missy said before heading off down the hall, her friends following making pig noises at Carly as they passed her.

Later after school Carly made her way back to her apartment building, looking up at her bedroom window as she walked into the courtyard, noticing something different with the window next to hers seeing it was now covered with paper and cardboard. She stared at it for a while before shrugging and heading into the her building and up to her apartment door, as she walked in she couldn't help but notice the radio playing from the apartment next door.

Meanwhile in the other apartment the older man stood in the kitchen, packing some things into a back pack such as a funnel, an empty milk jug then he grabbed a flashlight clicking it on and off, checking it before slipping it into the backpack as well before he took a container looking thing and attached a face mask to it before pressing a button, releasing some of the gas that was inside it before packing it as well and zipping up the back pack before heading out of the front door and out of the building making his way to a wooded park.

He walked for a bit along the path around the park until he came to a secluded part then he pulled out the container with the face mask and waited. After a few moments he saw a young man come walking by and he stopped him.

"Excuse me" he said getting the man's attention, "Do you have the time?"

"I don't have a watch sorry" he looked at the container the old man was holding, "What's that?"

"This?" the old man held up the container, "This is called halothane" he said before putting the mask up to the young man's face and pressing the button releasing the gas until the young man passed out.

After the young man passed out the older man carried him into the woods before he came up to a tree and pulled out a rope before setting up a pulley type system and tying one end of the rope to the young man's feet then pulled on the other end until the young man was suspended in the air, his head just a few feet about the ground, before he tied the rope off then pulled out the plastic milk jug and a funnel and placed it under the young man's head before reaching into the backpack and pulling out a knife, bringing it up to the young man's neck finding the jugular vein then thrusting the knife deep into the vein and pulling it out, letting the blood drain down into the plastic container. As he waited for the container to fill a dog came running up and sat right next to the older man, just staring at him.

"Go… get away" the older man said trying to get the dog to go back where it came from, "Get out of here" he threw some snow at the dog but it didn't move then he heard some voices that startled him, making him jump to his feet, accidentally knocking over the container.

"Ricky!" came the voice of a young lady looking for the dog.

"Crap" the old man said under his breath as he realized the container had fallen over so he picked it back up then looked out as he heard the girl calling for the dog again so he ran over and grabbed his backpack then ran off, not realizing he left the container.

Just as he ran off the young woman and her friend come around and see the dog but then they see the young man hanging upside down still bleeding and they both scream.

Meanwhile back at the apartment building, Carly had made her way down the stairs and walked outside into the play area of the courtyard, checking to see if anyone was there before pulling out the kitchen knife she had been hiding, looking at it for a moment before making her way over to the tree in the middle of the yard, she stands there staring at it for a moment.

"What are you staring at?" Carly says still staring at the tree, "Well? Well fuck off." she said before walking closer to the tree holding out the knife, "What's your problem… are you scared?" she says before stabbing the knife into the tree, "So scream… Squeal! Squeal for me pig!" she keeps stabbing into the tree before she hears something in the snow, making her pause for a moment before she turned around, seeing the blonde girl from the night before standing on top of jungle gym.

The blonde looked at Carly for a moment before speaking, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing" Carly says a little nervously, "Umm… what are you doing?"

"Nothing" the blonde says plainly

"Do you live here?" Carly asks

"Yea… I live right here… in the jungle gym" the blonde says sarcastically

"Seriously… where do you live?" Carly asks again, getting the blonde to turn and point to the window next to Carly's bedroom window.

"Next door to you"

"How do you know where I live?"

The blonde hops off of the jungle gym, landing feet first in the snow before walking up to Carly, "Just so you know… I can't be your friend"

"What do you mean?" Carly said with a confused look on her face.

"Does there have to be a reason? That's just the way it is" the blonde says before turning and walking off back into the building

"What makes you so sure that I want to be your friend?" Carly yells not really expecting the blonde to hear her.

Meanwhile on a subway the older man sat with his backpack in the seat next to him before he thinks of something and grabs it, starting to look through it, cursing himself when he realizes he left the container full of blood back in the park. He put his bag back down and lays his head back, still cursing himself all the way until he got back home, setting the bag down and sat at the kitchen table until he heard someone come in and look through the bag then throw it against the wall in anger.

"You're supposed to help me!" came a low raspy voice, "Do I really have to take care of this myself?" the older man just stands there looking before the person, "Say something!"

"Forgive me" is all he said

T: Oh very nice, now what do all of you think?

M: What's the deal with the old guy going and killing that person?

T: What's making him do that?

M: And what's with the girl telling Carly they can't be friends?

T: Find out that and so much more next time

T&M: See ya