Edden's POV
"Come on Eddy, it's just a game."
"No way, that legend creeps me out," I said, shaking my head.
"Don't be such a wuss," Wes teased, munching on cheese puffs.
I nudged her arm and stole the bag off her lap.
"Oi!"
"If you're so brave, you do it!"
"Oo, oo, I'll do it!" Jenny volunteered, leaping up and running to the mirror on the door."
"Guys, I don't like this," I admitted.
"It's no big deal. At least you're not the one saying it," Sarah pointed out.
"Shh, guys, she's gonna do it."
Jenny stared into the mirror and took a deep breath.
"Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary."
We sat in silence, glancing around the room nervously. Nothing happened.
"See, it's just a legend," Wes said.
Then, the light bulb in the lamp next to Jenny's bed exploded. I threw the bag of cheese puffs in the air, spilling them all over the place.
"Confetti, it's a parade!" Wes yelled.
We stared at her.
"Sorry, just trying to lighten the mood."
"Seriously, what the hell was that though?" I asked.
I guess the bulb finally blew. I haven't changed it all year, so I'm not really surprised," Sarah explained.
"Uh, Jenny?" Wes asked.
Sarah and I turned to face were Jenny was standing. She hadn't moved even a fraction of an inch since she had uttered the words.
"Jenny?" she tried again.
Slowly, Jenny turned to face us. I screamed the loudest. There was blood spilling out of her mouth and her throat was slit, dripping blood all down her baby blue pajama top.
Her eyes were wide with fear and she made a choked gurgling noise before crumpling to the floor.
"911! Somebody call 911!" I shouted.
"It's too late…she's dead," Wes said, her fingers pressed against Jenny's pulse point in her neck.
Dead. Jenny Gates was dead.
Hey guys, I know I haven't really written much lately and I apologize! Recently I've gotten really into Supernatural, so I decided to write a fic Sorry about the short first chapter, just wanted to set the mood. Longer chapters to follow. Reviews are appreciated!