Rita forgot that she was spending the night at Abrahams. She almost panicked the moment she opened her eyes to see a Marilyn Manson poster on the ceiling rater than a White Lipped Beans poster. She sprang out of bed to see she was still in Daisies dress. Even her shoes were still on. She began to leave. Abraham was sleeping on the couch bare chested. Around his neck was this strange necklace. Rita crept closer to observe it. It was a gold snake looped in a ring. Why was this guy wearing a snake? Didn't he know that snakes ate mice? He rolled over. Rita jumped back. She sighed with relief when he didn't wake up. She left, without saying good bye or even leaving a note.

But what scared Rita more was the sight of the police cars in front of her dorm. She saw paramedics drag outside. What happened? She walked over to all the girls who lived in the dorm who were crying and panicking at the same time. Most of them were still in their pajamas. She saw Officer Collins.

"What happened in there?"

"Where have you been?" he asked. He grabbed her wrist. "Come in."

He escorted her across the danger zone and made her go back to her dorm room.

"Now what you'll see will be disturbing." He warned. "But you must know the truth."

He opened the door. Rita walked in. Two other policemen were there and Tilly was on the floor having a mental breakdown. One of the officers was holding what looked like a small coat. She noticed a body in Sasha's bed.

"Your roommate, Sasha was murdered last night."

Even though Rita always hated Sasha, she felt guilty.

"She was skinned." Collins explained.

"Well I can see that, with her body on the bed and all her organs falling out. Who did this?" Rita asked.

"We don't know." Said Collins. "But you will have to pack up and move out."

"Where am I supposed to stay?" Rita snapped.

"That's not our problem." Said Collins. Rita looked to see the "coat" the cop was holding was Sasha's skin. The killer left it behind. Rita approached the bed to see something silver and shiny. She picked it up.

It was a hook…

"If you tell anybody about this nightmare, all of this will come true."

"And if I keep it quiet?"

Le Toad did it. Who else could it have been? But if she told them, the nightmare could have possibly come up in conversation. But she didn't tell anybody. So why was Sasha dead?

She felt a drop of blood drip on her nose. She looked up to see words written in blood:

"ARENT YOU GLAD YOU SPENT THE NIGHT?"

Rita hid the hook in her dress. Wherever she was going to stay, she wanted to take it there and observe it more. Some female police helped her pack all her belongings. She went outside to call someone but saw Roddy run towards her.

"I found out about what happened." He said. "You need a place to stay?"

"I got my luggage here with me don't I?"

"Well there's plenty of room at my place." He said.

"I thought it was off campus."

"It is."

"Then I can't go."

"Your parents insisted that I'd take you in, so I had to talk the principal into it. It took me at least an hour." He picked up one of her roll-on luggage bags. "It's a long walk but you'll love it."

Rita followed him, dragging her suitcase and her carry on bag. She followed him out of campus and an extra fifteen minutes of walking. Rita saw a rectangle building in front of her. The windows were perfectly arranged. It was hideous. Roddy typed a code into the garage opener and escorted her inside. The inside was nothing like the outside. Inside it was nice. There was white carpet on the floor with fake plants in every corner.

"Now this place is really fancy and the neighbors are strict about behavior. If they see you misbehaving in the pool, the hot tub, the game room or anywhere else, I'm going to be the one blamed for it, so please behave."

"This place has a pool?" said Rita excited.

"And a game room and a hot tub."

He took a key card out of his pocket and put it through the slot in the door. The moment he switched on the lights, Rita forgot about Sasha's murder. The first room she walked in was the family room with two couches and a fireplace. Through the glass doors was a kitchen with marble counters. There was a small library/office for her to do homework in.

"I'll show you your room." He said. He took her up the stairs and opened the door of an empty bedroom. The walls were painted an elegant gold and the bed comforter was star patterned. Across from her were drawers and when she opened the cabinet, she saw a TV for her to watch in bed. Next to that was her own personal family room, with a flat screen TV on the wall and a tiny fridge filled with Blue Ram.

"Now this is better than Diana." Her mood turned around the moment she saw his place. And she knew that she was going to love it there. She took a Blue Ram out of the fridge and immediately unpacked. When she decided to change into more comfortable clothes for lunch, she removed Daisy's dress. The hook she was hiding fell out. Sitting half naked on her bed, she observed it more closely for slimy fingerprints. She hid it under her pillow so she wouldn't lose it. She almost poked herself when the ringing of her cellphone started playing "London Bridge".

"Ello?... Hey Abe… Yes I'm fine… I know I forgot to tell you I was leaving, you were sleeping!... I thought you wouldn't like that!" Abraham was arguing because she didn't wake him to tell him she was leaving. The American started to yell at her over the line. "Well you listen here Mr. Perfect, I was just through a terrible experience, and you're calling me to scream in my ear. And don't you dare try to make me angry… trust me, you've seen nothing yet." She hung up on him.

When she woke up in the morning, she expected Roddy was sleeping. She put on her bathrobe and walked downstairs. The TV was on and Roddy was standing by the counter pouring himself a bowl of cereal.

"Your up early." He said.

"Well I have to wake up earlier than ever since I live outside of campus."

"I thought they'd cancel classes today, after what happened."

On the TV was the news. They were reporting the incident.

"Yesterday, at Prince Charles Academy, there was a shocking murder in the famous Diana Dorm. Insiders say the victim was teen pop singing sensation Sasha Melanie. Her first roommate was there overnight; her second roommate was not in the scene."

"Chang the channel." Rita sneered.

"No this is interesting." Said Roddy.

"Then turn it off!" she snapped. "Or change it to Nora the Navigator!"

Roddy snapped the TV off.

"I'm sorry Rita." He said. "But just know, this is my apartment. You're under my roof so you will obey my rules."

Rita laughed. "You're not serious are you?"

Roddy nodded his head.

"What makes you think that you can do my dad's job? I think your forgetting who the captain is here!"

"On the Dodger, yes. But here, I'm the boss." He confirmed. "You look stressed enough already. Maybe I should call the school and tell them you're not coming today."

"Don't do that." Said Rita. "Please. I need to go today. There are no retake times for the test."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Besides, I have Sharon and Daisy beside me."

Roddy sighed and nodded his head. "I suppose you'll be alright." He said. "But please, at least have some medicine to relieve your stress."

"Thanks Rod, but I'm fine. I never even liked her." She walked upstairs. She didn't turn back to him.