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Chapter 4:
Word of Sable's demise had spread through the house like wildfire. Within five minutes of the discovery of Sable's body every superstar in the house was informed of Sable's death. Stephanie had found Test and Stacy in the kitchen and broke the news to them. Stacy had really been freaked out by the whole ordeal, but Test on the other hand could have cared less. "Do you think she was, murdered?" Stacy asked Steph, terror filling the tall blonde's eyes.
"I don't know, maybe? Kurt thinks we should all leave. Hunter is getting the vans ready as we speak."
Kurt stormed into the kitchen looking angry. "What's wrong, Kurt?" Steph asked concerned about her friend.
"We can't leave." Stacy let out a gasp and turned to Test, burying her head in his massive shoulder. "The one van has a flat tire and the other van is, well, it's missing."
"How the hell can a whole van be missing!" Test burst out.
"I don't know!" Kurt said slightly irritated. "Did anyone remember seeing a phone in this place?"
Chris and Trish walked into the kitchen hand in hand. "Did you ask about a phone?" Chris asked. Kurt nodded. "Well, me and Trish were exploring earlier and I don't remember seeing any."
Trish reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. "Here," she said handing the phone to Kurt. "You can use my cell."
Kurt punched in a few numbers and held the phone to his ear. His face screwed up and he angrily handed the phone back to Trish. "No tone, no nothing. You're phone is dead."
Stacy squealed at the word 'dead' and ran out of the kitchen. "That can't be." Trish messed with her phone for a few seconds before frowning. "I don't understand. I was working earlier today."
"Maybe you're out of your range," Steph said not believe how stupid Trish was acting. "I'm going to lay down." Steph went back up to her room and plopped down on the bed, not believing how incredibly tired she was.
Steph opened her eyes. The room was pitch black. She sat up and barely made out Trish sound asleep in her bed. Stephanie grabbed her watch off the dresser and tried to make out the time. 2:54 in the morning. Stephanie's stomach growled. She hadn't eaten anything since they arrived yesterday. Maybe a little 3 a.m. snack would do her some good. She slipped on her robe and headed down the hall. A figure was coming out of Lita and Dawn Marie's room. It was Chris. He turned and saw her standing in the hall. Stephanie immediately knew something was up by the look on Chris's face.
"Chris, what's wrong?"
"Have you seen Christian anywhere?"
"No, not since he and Kurt were taking care of Sable's body. Why?"
"I haven't seen him all night and I thought maybe he was with Lita or something."
"Is that why you were in there?" Chris nodded. "Maybe he got hungry. I'm heading to the kitchen for something to eat."
"Maybe that's where he is." Chris followed Stephanie down the hall and into the kitchen. Christian was nowhere to be found. Stephanie found some crackers and peanut butter in the cabinets and began to make herself a snack. Her eyes trailed over to the large freezer in the corner.
"Hey, Chris."
"Yeah."
"What's that?"
"Where?"
"There by the freezer door."
Chris glanced over to where Stephanie was talking. There on the floor near the freezer was a small red puddle. Chris and Stephanie walked slowly towards the door and Chris pulled it open. Stephanie screamed loudly. There on the floor of the freezer was Christian, looking very blue, a large butcher's knife sticking out of his back, a puddle of frozen blood surrounding him.
A/N: First off, as a huge Christian fan, it pains me to kill off Christian. Thanks for all the reviews. Looks like we have a murderer on the loose. But who is it? Thanks for reading!
Chapter 4:
Word of Sable's demise had spread through the house like wildfire. Within five minutes of the discovery of Sable's body every superstar in the house was informed of Sable's death. Stephanie had found Test and Stacy in the kitchen and broke the news to them. Stacy had really been freaked out by the whole ordeal, but Test on the other hand could have cared less. "Do you think she was, murdered?" Stacy asked Steph, terror filling the tall blonde's eyes.
"I don't know, maybe? Kurt thinks we should all leave. Hunter is getting the vans ready as we speak."
Kurt stormed into the kitchen looking angry. "What's wrong, Kurt?" Steph asked concerned about her friend.
"We can't leave." Stacy let out a gasp and turned to Test, burying her head in his massive shoulder. "The one van has a flat tire and the other van is, well, it's missing."
"How the hell can a whole van be missing!" Test burst out.
"I don't know!" Kurt said slightly irritated. "Did anyone remember seeing a phone in this place?"
Chris and Trish walked into the kitchen hand in hand. "Did you ask about a phone?" Chris asked. Kurt nodded. "Well, me and Trish were exploring earlier and I don't remember seeing any."
Trish reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. "Here," she said handing the phone to Kurt. "You can use my cell."
Kurt punched in a few numbers and held the phone to his ear. His face screwed up and he angrily handed the phone back to Trish. "No tone, no nothing. You're phone is dead."
Stacy squealed at the word 'dead' and ran out of the kitchen. "That can't be." Trish messed with her phone for a few seconds before frowning. "I don't understand. I was working earlier today."
"Maybe you're out of your range," Steph said not believe how stupid Trish was acting. "I'm going to lay down." Steph went back up to her room and plopped down on the bed, not believing how incredibly tired she was.
Steph opened her eyes. The room was pitch black. She sat up and barely made out Trish sound asleep in her bed. Stephanie grabbed her watch off the dresser and tried to make out the time. 2:54 in the morning. Stephanie's stomach growled. She hadn't eaten anything since they arrived yesterday. Maybe a little 3 a.m. snack would do her some good. She slipped on her robe and headed down the hall. A figure was coming out of Lita and Dawn Marie's room. It was Chris. He turned and saw her standing in the hall. Stephanie immediately knew something was up by the look on Chris's face.
"Chris, what's wrong?"
"Have you seen Christian anywhere?"
"No, not since he and Kurt were taking care of Sable's body. Why?"
"I haven't seen him all night and I thought maybe he was with Lita or something."
"Is that why you were in there?" Chris nodded. "Maybe he got hungry. I'm heading to the kitchen for something to eat."
"Maybe that's where he is." Chris followed Stephanie down the hall and into the kitchen. Christian was nowhere to be found. Stephanie found some crackers and peanut butter in the cabinets and began to make herself a snack. Her eyes trailed over to the large freezer in the corner.
"Hey, Chris."
"Yeah."
"What's that?"
"Where?"
"There by the freezer door."
Chris glanced over to where Stephanie was talking. There on the floor near the freezer was a small red puddle. Chris and Stephanie walked slowly towards the door and Chris pulled it open. Stephanie screamed loudly. There on the floor of the freezer was Christian, looking very blue, a large butcher's knife sticking out of his back, a puddle of frozen blood surrounding him.
A/N: First off, as a huge Christian fan, it pains me to kill off Christian. Thanks for all the reviews. Looks like we have a murderer on the loose. But who is it? Thanks for reading!