It was a cool autumn afternoon. My friends and I were biking to the neighborhood park. I'm not really that outgoing, so it usually takes a while for Molly and Chris to get me out of my house. D-don't get me wrong, I can be outgoing…. at times… I don't know… I sometimes have random bursts of energy. I don't know…. I focused on the path towards the park.

"It takes you forever to get ready, Michael. Even longer than me," Molly said, her long red hair flowing behind her as we biked.

"I bet he doesn't hog the bathroom when he gets ready," Chris said. Molly and Chris were twins, identical, but they did have some major differences, besides gender. Molly's red hair was longer, reaching the middle of her back. She wore cherry earnings, had larger brown eyes than her brother, and was tanner because she'd always be outside playing some sport. Chris on the other hand was paler than Molly, but not me pale (Chris and Molly would sometimes try to compare me to a white toilet or a cloud…) He had smaller brown eyes, and wore bright blue glasses. His red hair was short and stuck out everywhere. Molly was wearing a light green hoodie with her softball team's logo and participants on the back as well as black leggings and grey tennis shoes. Chris was wearing a white shirt and then a bright blue. He wore faded jeans and black converse.

I then was brought back to the conversation between Chris and Molly when Chris said, "Well at least he looks better than you, maybe you should care a bit more of how you look!" A sweat drop formed on my face. "C-come on you guys, we're almost here…" I said. As we turned the corner, bright lights were at the back of the park near the forest. All three of us looked at each other, and then we slowly headed up to the back of the park. A police officer in front of a yellow and black tape noticed us come up and said, "What are you all doing here?" We parked our bikes and Molly replied, "We were going to hang out at the park. What happened?" I focused my vision beyond the tape, only to see a white line in the shape of a body. "A young girl was found dead here this morning. Do you recognize her?" The officer asked, showing us a photo of the girl. She looked about our age. She had jet black hair that was in a small braid in the back of her head, but hairs stuck out everywhere from it. Her eyes were light blue and there was blood everywhere.

On her face was two large marks, expanding her mouth in a smile. Above her on what looked like the back of the slide said, "Partner Finder"- whatever that meant was a mystery. I didn't seem to know her, but Molly did. "I know who she is. She's Sarah Miyu. We were friends in the fourth grade, but her parents started homeschooling her after she came out as bisexual. She disappeared in the eighth grade, three years ago. The stopped the search months ago," Molly told the officer.

The officer wrote everything down and said that we were a big help. "Do you think you'd know what 'Partner Finder' means? Was it something she said often like a catchphrase?" The officer asked.

We all shook our heads. I was freaked out. I knew I shouldn't have left my house today…I should have stayed inside and studied… I pulled up my white bandana on my neck to keep my neck warm as a cold breeze passed by. Molly's hair flung in the wind and so did my low ponytail. I thought I saw someone wearing a white hoodie in the corner of my eye, I quickly turned my head to find nothing. "It's starting to get dark, you three should head back to your homes. Tomorrow is Sunday, but I'm sure you all have homework to do," the cop said once more before turning us around and lightly pushing us away. When we got back to our bikes, I must not have noticed I was shaking because Chris and Molly pulled me into a hug. "You okay, Michael? You seem paler than normal," Molly asked. "Yeah, you look sick too, do you have a fever? Want to stay at our house tonight? We know how you get with blood," Chris added. I lightly pushed them away and put a piece of my bangs behind my ear before saying, "I-it's okay guys.. I-I'm starting to get better around it…." Chris didn't seem convinced. "Well, we'll just have to spend the night at yours," Molly said as she got on her bike. Chris nodded as he got on his. Looks like I didn't have a say in it. I sighed and got up on my bike.

Chris and Molly walked into my house with their hands holding a pillow and a small bag full of stuff for the night.

"You guys live right in front of me, you don't really need all of this stuff," I told them as Molly opened up her laptop.

"Yeah yeah, I want to just look some stuff about what happened at the park. Maybe it was that thing everyone's been talking about lately," Molly said.

"Which one of the 'legends' do you mean?" Chris asked.

"Well, let's pair the photo of the girl," Molly said.

"Wait, how did you get the photo?" Chris asked.

My mom came into the room, "Hey you three, I ordered some pizza, it should be here soon. I'll be downstairs if you need me for any reason."

Then, my mom left and Chris and Molly went back to having their conversation.

"When you held the photo I took out my phone and took a photo, duh," she said.

I stared off into my window. I could have sworn I saw someone outside, but that was impossible, it was passed curfew. Then, Chris was in front of me. I was startled and fell back onto the ground. Chris started to laugh a bit. I turned red and Chris said, "When you blush it looks like your freckles are covered!" I turned a deeper shade of scarlet.

When the pizza came, we put it on the floor between us and Molly was still on her laptop. "Yo while my sister's working on her mastery horror stuff can I braid your hair?" Chris asked.

"Why don't you braid your sisters?" I asked.

"Her hair is to thick and looks like mine, and that color in a braid isn't good. Plus you have like the lightest blonde hair in existence so it totally goes with your eyes, I've never seen any eyes pink you know? Plus your hair is so soft which is the complete opposite of Molly's and-" he said.

"I-I get it! Fine, you can braid my hair. When you're done Molly should be done, right?" I asked Molly. She nodded, shoving another piece of pizza in her mouth, eyes glued to the screen. I put my back to Chris and took out my ponytail and handed him a brush and the pony tail holder. Chris sat down behind me and started to brush my hair to braid it. "So you have like such soft hair, like it should be illegal," he told me.

"Do you know ANY other words besides, 'like'?" Molly asked.

After a while, Chris finished braiding my hair, and Molly was done with her research. "So, you found the killer?" Chris asked. Molly nodded and turned around her laptop towards us and said, "Our killer is…

Jeff, Jeff the Killer."

"Your kidding me right? Isn't like like our age?" Chris asked. I was getting startled, how could someone my age kill someone… I can't even hit someone…. All of a sudden there was a crash and a scream downstairs. I immediately went into a state of panic. Molly rushed to turn off the lights and Chris dragged me under my bed, Molly went into the closet. There was another scream, my mom yelled run and hide. We were all silent. Chris covered my mouth with his hands, mouthing to keep quite. I nodded, trying to control my breathing. Was my mom okay? What was that scream? I heard someone come up the steps. I twiddled my fingers, untying the braid in my hair and putting it back in a ponytail. The person then came up the steps. From where I was standing, they were wearing black jeans and black converse. "I know there was more than one person in the house," the person said, they sounded male. The person looked around the room and then came to the closet. I looked to Chris, he was starting to cry. The person then opened up the closet and said, "Found you." Chris rushed from under the bed, telling him to back off. Molly jumped on the boy. "It was you who killed Sarah!" Molly yelled. The boy threw Molly off of him and she landed on Chris. "I'm not looking for you two, where is he?" He asked. He was talking about me…b-but m-maybe he was t-talking about my dad… he usually comes home about now…r-right? Molly came rushing for the man, but then I didn't hear her battle cry, she fell to the ground. I let out a small cry.

The person turned to the bed. "Found you," he said. I was dragged out of the bed by my pony tail. "Put him down!" Chris yelled. The person was a few inches taller than me. He held my hair up, and I was on my tiptoes, tears falling down my face. I finally got a good look at my attacker. He had skin white, white than me. His mouth looked like the photo of Sarah. His eyelids were burned off and he had black hair that went a bit below his shoulders. He was wearing a white hoodie-a white hoodie! That's what I've been seeing in the corner of my eye for months now! T-that was him. "Why should I?" The boy asked. Chris didn't know what to do. "You have no reason to have him!" He yelled. The person cocked his head and turned my face towards him. "Yes I do, he's mine. I said I was looking for a new partner. Partner Finder. He's perfect, and less annoying than that Sarah girl who kept on asking to leave. He's mine now, and forever." the person said before kissing my lips. I didn't know what was happening. I felt my vision getting blurry. "MICHAEL!" Chris yelled before I fell to the darkness. Is-is this it.. is this the end?