The night it all started...
A scream tore out through the night. The scream of a child. Everyone in the surrounding houses froze. That sound was uncommon here, especially at night. It pierced through the cold air like a siren, making it seem colder. The first scream died out then the same piercing sound started again, reverberating off the walls and into the bones of the frozen listeners. Finally someone, a man in his mid thirties, decided to go out and see what was going on. He threw open his door and ran out into the night, following the sounds of the girl. It was definately a girl from how high pitched the scream was. Sweat poured down his brow, more from fear than the running, as he turned a corner and saw a shadow lying in the middle of the street. A second shadow was running into a nearby yard, jumping over the fence as it went. The man was too scared to go after the shadow and was more concerned with the being laying in the street.
He cautiously approached the figure, looking from side to side as he went in case there were more attackers. Getting up next to the body, he saw it was of a young girl, maybe about seven or eight. Looking closer, he could see that her insides were falling out through her torso. Someone, that shadow, had taken a knife to her. Who could do such a thing to a girl so young? he thought to himself, trying to hold down the bile coming up his throat. The surrounding street was quiet as he pulled out his cell phone, dialing the police. No one else had come out that night to see what had happened.
"...the young girl, who's identity remains anonymous at this point, was found lying on 13th Avenue. The man said a shadow had run across a closeby yard and jumped the fence..further information is needed as to who-"
Adam turned off the television, his stomach feeling like it was pulling in two. How could this have happened? He had left the house for only an hour and look what he came back too? Thinking his sister would be alright...its the worse mistake he had ever made!
Along with his stomach hurting, his mind was in shambles. His little sister was brutally killed...and it was his fault for leaving her alone! Everything was dizzy. Adam stood up, maybe too quickly because suddenly he was on the ground, staring under the couch at a piece of cracker that must have been dropped years ago. It was probably his sisters. Guilt filled his stomach once more and ended up on the dirty carpet. The stench didn't seem to bother him at all. Blank eyes continued to stare at the cracker, his mind thinking of his young sister snacking on it then forgetting to clean up. The phone started to ring. Breaking his trance, he pushed himself to hands and knees and crawled towards the cordless phone in the corner of the room.
"...H-Hello?", his voice came out raspy as he spat out the simple word.
"Yes, is this Mr. Wright? This is Detective Miller from the Central City Police Department. I am running the case on your sisters death and I was hoping you could come down to answer a few questions?"
"Uh...yeah..when do you want me?"
"Sometime today, if you don't mind. I want to get started on this case right away if we have a killer on the lose. Please be here before 5." A click and the line went dead.
Adam laid himself upon the floor once again, the dead line ringing in his ears. His eyes floated towards the clock. Two PM. Could he get himself off the floor by then? The minutes ticked by.