Title: Guess Who?
Chapter: 4/6
Rated: M
Word Count: 483
WARNING: SEMI-GRAPHIC MURDER. NOT THAT BAD BUT STILL. BLOOD.
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Brittany and Puck disposed of Artie in the choir room and then headed back to the corridor.
"We should look in some of the classrooms, the murderers could be hiding," Brittany said and Puck nodded, both of them walking over to the English room.
They were both in the middle when suddenly the lights switched off, leaving the room cloaked in darkness.
Brittany screamed and jumped to where she thought Puck was.
"Puck, Puck I can't see anything!" she cried.
"Where are you, Britt?" she heard Puck yell from the other side of the room.
...If Puck was over there then who was Brittany holding?
That was the girl's last thought before the dagger cut through the back of her neck, the blade across her body and ending at her collarbone.
"Brittany? Britt talk to me!" Puck yelled.
"Oh she won't be talking anytime soon," he heard another voice say.
…That wasn't Brittany.
That was the boy's last thought before the arrow of a crossbow pierced his chest.
"One, two, three," the person sang as they shot three arrows into Puck's chest, "You made me unhappy."
The person laughed and walked into the dark corridor, lights only turning back on when they turned the corner.
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During the blackout Mercedes and Santana had hid under the desks in the History class. They breathed silently and didn't make a single sound.
Once the lights turned back on they both instantly looked over at each other, checking that they were indeed alive. Then they stood up, brushed themselves off and walked out the door to their next location.
Santana had entered the English classroom first and let out a strangled scream.
Mercedes managed to push pass and saw Brittany's body mauled open, blood soaking her cheerleader uniform and blank eyes staring up at the ceiling.
Santana ran to her dead girlfriend, sobbing and holding her close.
Mercedes looked on at the scene with dismay and that was when she saw Noah Puckerman lying in front of the teacher's desk, three arrows pointing out of his chest.
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It took a while for Mercedes to console Santana so they could take the bodies to the choir room. They couldn't be hysterical at a time like this.
So they walked, albeit slowly, to the choir room. Santana held Brittany in a bridal hold, crying quietly, her tears splashing down into the wound. Mercedes was left dragging Puck along as he was too heavy to carry.
Mercedes opened the choir room door without remembering that it had been left open and dragged Puck in.
Santana and Mercedes both gasped when they saw what had happened to the corpse of their teacher.
Mr Schue's torso had been cut open, the wound large and fresh. Drops of blood led their eyes to the white board where their previous choir director's blood spelt out a sentence;
"Nobody said it was easy…"
A/N- Remember to review with who you think the killer/s are! I won't say though. ;)