Author's Note-Hey guys! First of all, I want to thank you for reading and reviewing the
Chapters of my story and I am extremely happy you like it and think it is original, so I am
going to keep on going with it. I did have one note that said I really crank out the chapters.
Just to clear that up, I do have a life and I have had those four chapters typed for a long time.
Plus, I am a fast typer, so to type one chapter takes me like five minutes. I finally decided
I would post one chapter and if I got good feedback, then I would post the other three. Any-
way, I'm sorry this took a little while. I've been kind of busy. My grandma just passed away
and I haven't had a whole lot of time to write another chapter. Anyway, here's the new chapter.
Hope you guys like it! Please review!
Chapter 5: "Chilled to the Bone"
Nothing out of the ordinary happened when she was on duty today. She was greatly relieved.
They had had the normal spray of calls, although she had to admit that when this guy cut right
through the palm of his hand, his wife was screaming, "Don't get blood on my brand-new white
carpet!!" Otherwise nothing of any significance had happened.
She was still fuming about the fact that Tyler had talked to Hank and Jamie about her, when
it was really none of their business. She liked Jamie and Hank, but she thought she could
trust Tyler to not say anything.
She admitted to herself, though, that she had been waiting the rest of the day for him to
apologize to her, but sadly, it never happened.
She was off duty, and walking up the driveway toward her dark house. She knew that Brooke
was spending the night at a friend's house and her mom was working late. She still half-expected
her dad was coming come late, too, but he had died about a year ago after his second heart
attack.
She still cried about that . It broke her heart.
She crept quietly up the steps toward her house being alert and listening for any unsual sounds.
Whoever left the house last had forgotten to turn on the porch light, so Val jumbled a while with
the key before VOILA! it was in and she was entering the darkness of her home.
She tiptoed through her house, trying hard not to bump into anything until she could find a light.
She found a lightswitch finally and flipped it on.
What she saw in front of her chilled her very soul. Her face drained of all color. Every single
item that she owned was strewn throughout her entire house. It looked as if someone had been in
the house looking for something. She spotted one of Brooke's old, hairless Barbie dolls. It had
a knife sticking out of it's ketchup-splattered chest. When Val Lanier saw a piece of paper beneath
it on the carpet, she knelt down slowly to retrieve it.
All is said was:
"Say on word
This could be you"
Frightened beyond imagination, Val ignored the threat and sprinted across the living room and into
kitchen where the telephone hung on the wall.
She picked it up and dialed the number of the Kingsport Police Department and requested hurriedly to
speak to Detective Jim Anchor, and she rattled off what had just occured.
He said he'd be right over, and that he'd bring with him some investigators.
They bid good-bye and hung up.
Only moments later, the phone rang and Val stopped with a start.
"Hello?"
She heard crackling on the other line. "That could be you..." the voice said cruelly. "You haven't called
the police on me have you?" He cackled wickedly.
She slammed down the reciever with all her might and fainted.
~Hey guys! What do you think!? Getting better or getting boring? Please review!~Chilly Penguin
Chapters of my story and I am extremely happy you like it and think it is original, so I am
going to keep on going with it. I did have one note that said I really crank out the chapters.
Just to clear that up, I do have a life and I have had those four chapters typed for a long time.
Plus, I am a fast typer, so to type one chapter takes me like five minutes. I finally decided
I would post one chapter and if I got good feedback, then I would post the other three. Any-
way, I'm sorry this took a little while. I've been kind of busy. My grandma just passed away
and I haven't had a whole lot of time to write another chapter. Anyway, here's the new chapter.
Hope you guys like it! Please review!
Chapter 5: "Chilled to the Bone"
Nothing out of the ordinary happened when she was on duty today. She was greatly relieved.
They had had the normal spray of calls, although she had to admit that when this guy cut right
through the palm of his hand, his wife was screaming, "Don't get blood on my brand-new white
carpet!!" Otherwise nothing of any significance had happened.
She was still fuming about the fact that Tyler had talked to Hank and Jamie about her, when
it was really none of their business. She liked Jamie and Hank, but she thought she could
trust Tyler to not say anything.
She admitted to herself, though, that she had been waiting the rest of the day for him to
apologize to her, but sadly, it never happened.
She was off duty, and walking up the driveway toward her dark house. She knew that Brooke
was spending the night at a friend's house and her mom was working late. She still half-expected
her dad was coming come late, too, but he had died about a year ago after his second heart
attack.
She still cried about that . It broke her heart.
She crept quietly up the steps toward her house being alert and listening for any unsual sounds.
Whoever left the house last had forgotten to turn on the porch light, so Val jumbled a while with
the key before VOILA! it was in and she was entering the darkness of her home.
She tiptoed through her house, trying hard not to bump into anything until she could find a light.
She found a lightswitch finally and flipped it on.
What she saw in front of her chilled her very soul. Her face drained of all color. Every single
item that she owned was strewn throughout her entire house. It looked as if someone had been in
the house looking for something. She spotted one of Brooke's old, hairless Barbie dolls. It had
a knife sticking out of it's ketchup-splattered chest. When Val Lanier saw a piece of paper beneath
it on the carpet, she knelt down slowly to retrieve it.
All is said was:
"Say on word
This could be you"
Frightened beyond imagination, Val ignored the threat and sprinted across the living room and into
kitchen where the telephone hung on the wall.
She picked it up and dialed the number of the Kingsport Police Department and requested hurriedly to
speak to Detective Jim Anchor, and she rattled off what had just occured.
He said he'd be right over, and that he'd bring with him some investigators.
They bid good-bye and hung up.
Only moments later, the phone rang and Val stopped with a start.
"Hello?"
She heard crackling on the other line. "That could be you..." the voice said cruelly. "You haven't called
the police on me have you?" He cackled wickedly.
She slammed down the reciever with all her might and fainted.
~Hey guys! What do you think!? Getting better or getting boring? Please review!~Chilly Penguin