Part three. I think after this there's only one part left of this arc.
Did you know that in Higurashi, Inspector Oishi's last name means 'delicious'? LOL… "Hello, I'm Inspector Delicious with the Hinamizawa…" LOL
PARANOIA ARC: PART THREE
"Danny!" Maddie sang, waking her son up. "Time to get ready for school!"
Danny groaned. "Actually, mom… I can't go to school today. I'm feeling sick…"
That excuse had saved him from having to see Sam that day, but it left him with the curse of having to go to the doctor's office. Luckily, not sleeping much gave him the appearance of being ill, so he didn't have to fake much.
On his way home, he was pulled over by a police car. "Are you Daniel Fenton?" asked the driver, a middle-aged man with dark gray hair and squinty eyes.
Danny nodded reluctantly. "Yes sir."
"I'm Inspector Sabroso of the Casper county police department," said the man. "Tell me, son… Do you recognize this young man?" He held out a school photo of a teenage boy around Danny's age. The face was so familiar it made Danny gasp.
"L..Luke…"
"We traced the numbers on the phone we found on his body," said Sabroso. "You were the last person he called."
"So…" Danny swallowed. "Luke's… dead?"
"You were friends, weren't you?"
"Y…Yes sir," answered Danny. "I talked to him last night. When did…?"
"He was found this morning," the man said sighing. "Was he acting suspicious when you last spoke?"
Danny shook his head. "No sir… Just his same, weird self."
"Do you know… this girl?" Another photo.
"Sam…"
"She's the main suspect in this murder," said Sabroso. "And we believe she may have accomplices."
"I didn't do it!" defended Danny. "I was-"
"I know," replied the man. "Well, here's my number. Call me if you find anything."
"Y…Yes sir."
0-0-0
Danny was in shock. Luke was dead. Sam was a suspect. And there was a killer ghost on the loose.
Part of him wanted to know… Who was the accomplice? He shuddered.
"Danny…" said Jazz softly, walking up with a tray of cookies. "Are you okay?"
"Y…Yeah."
"I heard about your friend. I'm really sorry."
Danny paused. "How did you know about that?"
Jazz blinked. "Danny… I…. Mom told me. A police guy came to the house. Then we made these cookies for you."
"Sorry Jazz…" Pause. "We?"
"Oh yeah… " said Jazz. "Sam was over."
Danny gasped. Had Sam….?
No, he pushed that thought out of his mind. Jazz would never let her poison him. But what if she didn't know?
"She put something in one of them," Jazz continued. She laughed. "Don't worry! You'll like it! I promise! It's not like you'll die or anything."
Danny raised an eyebrow. "Yeah…"
0-0-0
"It was really nice of those two to do that…" Danny said to himself. "I knew I shouldn't have worried about Sam. I mean… She's SAM. She was probably just messing with me before." He took a bit of a cookie. "Hey, these are pretty…"
Suddenly, Danny felt a sharp stab on the roof of his mouth. "OW!" He spit into his hand, revealing blood, cookie mush, and something small and very shiny.
…A needle.
Danny panicked, throwing the rest of the food against the wall.
So they ARE out to get me! he thought. This proves it!
Danny ran straight up to his room and took out a piece of notebook paper and a pen, writing a quick note.
June 8, 2010- I, Danny Fenton, believe my life to be in danger.
0-0-0
"So… Jazz and Sam put needles in your food?" asked Tucker over the phone.
"Yeah, dude." Danny was huddled up in a corner, looking an absolute wreck. "I am freaking out here. I mean, what if they try to kill me in my sleep or something?"
"Easy, Danny. Can't you just… go ghost?"
Danny shook his head frantically. "No, I tried but… I can't go ghost anymore."
"You can't? What do you mean you can't?"
"I… I don't know," Danny replied, rocking back and forth nervously. "I think Oyashiro's suppressing my powers… To make me more of a victim."
"It's okay, dude," Tucker reassured.
"IT'S NOT OKAY!" Danny screamed. "My sister and my second best friend are both out to splatter my blood against the wall! How could it be okay?"
"Danny?"
Danny made a small choking sound, as though his breathing had stopped. "Jazz…"
Jazz made her way over to him cautiously. "Danny, are you okay?" she asked. "You've been acting weird."
"ME?" Danny shrieked. "I'm not the murderer here!"
Jazz raised an eyebrow. "Murderer? Okay, what's up?"
"You know EXACTLY what's up!"
"Danny…" Jazz reached out a concerned hand.
"Stay away from me!"
"Are you-"
"STAY AWAY!"
Jazz sighed, leaving the room.
"You don't have any evidence that they're out to get you," stated Tucker.
"Yeah, other than the needle."
"Do you still have it?"
"Yeah…. I think."
"Go get it," said Tucker. "Then show it to the police."
"…"
Danny ran downstairs…
…to find his two worst fears sitting in the kitchen.
OOOOH.
Why were there NEEDLES in the cookies?
I MADE IT MY SELF! XD
