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Little Curiosity: In "Just a Scary Story" the killer wrote in the blackboard a date with Stephanie's blood. He didn't paint it.

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Midnight

The first words coming from the reporter's mouth on the television called the students, who were in the hospital, attention. She was talking about their school and about another crime.

- It has been found another body - Mickie commented and in that moment Stephanie's name was mentioned.

- Oh my God - Torrie whispered. Tears started running from her eyes. She couldn't believe one of her closer friends had died, any of the girls could believe it. Before details about the way how Stephanie died could be revealed, Cody turned off the television. In another circumstances he would love to stay in a room full of girls. He had given his best to handle those girls gossiping and talking trash while waiting for news about Trish's condition, but he wouldn't handle three girls crying. You could call him insensitive, but Cody simple didn't like to see woman crying.

- First he attacks Trish and now he kills Stephanie - Christy exclaimed very mad - Why no one catches that son of a bitch?

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- Cause of death? - Williams asked the pathologist, who had ended up Stephanie's autopsy.

- The cut of the jugular veins made her lost a lot of blood - the pathologist explained to Williams and Fox.

- We have to catch this guy - Williams whispered and took a look at his partner who had his eye leaned on Stephanie's body.

- Why didn't he kill the other? - Fox whispered to himself lost in his thoughts. Two girls in an empty school. Why didn't he attack both? Why did he only kill one and let the other live? He could have killed the other girl without care if was going to be caught or not. No one was inside the building to catch him.

- Fox - Williams almost yelled to grab Fox's attention - Do you have more questions or can we go? We have to go the hospital.

- Of course - Fox said. Thanking the pathologist both men left the morgue. The doctor walked to the gurney where Stephanie's body was laid.

- So young - he whispered feeling very sad and pushed the gurney inside the morgue's freezer.

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After a couple of hours, Randy had been allowed to enter in the bedroom where Trish was resting. When he had entered there, the blonde was peacefully sleeping. Randy was feeling guilty for what happened with his girlfriend. He couldn't stop asking himself what could have happened if he had gone to search for her sooner (or what could have happened if he had arrived later).

- Hey - Trish said in a small whisper and a smile crossed Randy's face - Where am I?

- You are in the hospital - Randy told Trish, who looked to him confused.

- Why am I here? - Trish asked. Doctors had told Randy that it wasn't rare the patient to wake up and not remember the last hours. Randy didn't know why, but he was glad because of it. Maybe it would be better to Trish to not remember the attack.

- Just rest Trish - with those words Randy sat at Trish's side on the gurney and wrapped his arms around her. Randy would never admit it, but if Trish had died that night, he would have died with her.

Watching Stacy finally sleeping, John left his bedroom. It had been five hours since they had returned to his residency. After a couple of minutes, the blonde had finally fallen asleep. He had stayed there, watching her sleep for six hours.

John walked to the kitchen, only to see a half naked Maryse walking to a side to another. If it was another day, he would say something as he did to Trish, but right now he wasn't in the mood. If any jealous boyfriend would kick someone's ass because he was admiring his girlfriend, John wouldn't want to know.

Greeting Maryse, he went to the fridge and took off a bottle of water. It didn't take him any time to get back to Stacy's side. After what happened, being away from Stacy was going to be hard.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Stacy sat on the bed - You should be sleeping - hearing John's voice, Stacy looked to him - You have to rest.

- I think I already rested enough - Stacy replied. She had had one more nightmare. One of those nightmares she thought being gone a long time ago.

- Do you want to talk? - John asked sitting at her side - About what happened last night.

- John, I heard one of my friends screaming while someone was taking her life - Stacy said and tears started running from her eyes - If I hadn't stopped her from leaving the library, she would be alive. If I hadn't been stubborn, nothing wrong would have happened with Stephanie.

- It wasn't your fault - John said. He couldn't believe she was blaming herself for what happened.

- Yes, it was. I heard her screaming and I didn't do anything to save her - Stacy exclaimed and cleaned the salty tears - It seems everyone around me dies.

Realizing Stacy's words, John didn't speak. People have been dying around everyone in that college. What did she mean with that?

- Just because people you know died, it doesn't mean it is your fault.

- Do you know why you never heard me talking about my parents? Why did you never meet them? - Stacy asked John, who looked to her surprised. Why did she want to talk about it?

- Because if I decided to meet them, they would make me marry you - maybe not the right moment to make jokes, but John only tried to cheer up Stacy. For God's sake, she had just hears Stephanie screams while some sick guy was cutting her neck and then saw her bloody all over a classroom.

- My parents died when I was five. I live with my grandparents - Stacy revealed John. It had been a while since she told someone about it, and it had been years since she had told someone what she was going to tell John (in fact, she had never told or talked about it to any friend or boyfriend. She had only talked about it to the two people who had been taking care of her since her parents died) - We had a car accident. It was raining and something appeared in the middle of the road. The car fell from a bridge.

- You were inside the car? - John asked and Stacy nodded her head and at the same time spoke.

- Yes - Stacy whispered. It was really painful for her to talk about it - I remember the moment when a shadow appeared in the middle of the road and falling from the bridge. I remember the water entering inside the car. But then I have this big blur inside my head and I can't remember how I got out of the car. I only remember waking up in a hospital bed. Once in a while I have nightmares about it. I always dream about the same, but I never remember what happened fifteen years ago - pushing Stacy closer, John wrapped his arms around her tiny waist - When you backed to the room, I had just had a nightmare. When I have those, I can't back to sleep again.

Not only Stacy was crying for Stephanie's dead, but she was crying too because of her parents; because of her unsolved accident (the unsolved accident that wasn't going to stay unsolved for too much time).

I know no one died this chapter or was found a new dead body. This was more a sentimental chapter with some secrets being revealed.

Sorry for the spelling/grammar mistakes. English isn't my first language.

xoxo

Ainat