2nd chap……… hope u like it ;D

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"Well, yes – i was there – but I swear I didn't do it!" Cory insisted. She was surrounded by four officers in the police station, under investigation. She was shuddering in fear since they started questioning her about the murderous case of Mr. Wilkins, his daughter, and Marcus. Cory Miller was the only person seen after the hideous crime – and the police haven't got any other witnesses or suspects but her.

"C'mon – just tell us you did it – no harm done." one of the officers forced her.

"That's it – are you STUPID? I told you I didn't do it and why should I – I have faith in god you fg MORON I would never do such a thing!" she bellowed at him. The office raised a hand in the air and slapped her with all his might. She groaned in pain, rubbing the spot where he just slapped her.

"Still no evidence about this crime but a shotgun left at the edge of the bridge and this young lady who found the bodies claims that she did nothing at all – you're temporarily free Ms. Miller. However, if we find evidence that you are the murderer, be ready to face the consequences." The Chief Officer entered. Cory, whose eyes were red with tears stood up in anger and stomped out of the room.

She grabbed her handbag from the shelf and left the police station, riding a taxi home as soon as she reached the empty streets. The night sky outside was completely dark and there were no stars visible above. Her heart was hammering in anger, and all she wanted was freedom right now – for the truth to be publicized. What would her relatives say? Even though she was living alone in a boring apartment at the center of the busy city as a working student at college – even though her psychotic parents had their own families now and all her remaining relatives despised her, what would they think? They would definitely hate her even more.

"A murderer – just as I expected." A maniacal voice rang through her mind. She grabbed the tufts of her hair and pulled it. She didn't know what to do. She had a lot of personal problems and this one was like driving a nail through her skull. As soon as she reached Park Square Apartments, she got out of the cab and paid the driver. The reception inside was already empty and most of the lights were already turned off. She punched the up button on the elevator and waited. It was oddly empty inside the ground floor of the building, and it spooked her. It was the first time that she came home late without anybody else inside the first floor. Usually, they never close the lights and the reception was never unoccupied by one of the Night shift receptionists.

The silence blanketed around her was creeping her out as second by second passed.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Her heart jumped a mile, and she quickly turned around to where the sound came from. It sounded like someone walking with high heels. However, to her surprise – no one was there. The whole first floor was as dark and deserted as ever which made the tension around her rise even more.

"Stupid elevator," she muttered to herself, facing the elevator once again. After a minute or two which seemed like hours to Cory, the elevator still didn't open. The elevators which were usually stuck at the middle of the night as the janitor told her, loses power around three in the morning since their electricity wasn't that strong enough to support everything that required electricity inside the apartment building. She stomped her foot in anger and decided to use the stairs instead. She climbed the staircases and cursed in anger while making her way up to the tenth floor, where her room was. Even though she was still climbing the second floor, it was as though something was pulling her back, making her exhaust even more.

At the third floor, she felt extremely dizzy and out of energy. After a while, she collapsed into a dead faint.

ahhh Im about to sleep sorry if this is a bit short….hope ya like it