Chapter 3: The Aftermath

Kinshi walked back home, glad that this thing might be over, thanks to the police. At school, someone pointed out to her that there was something crimson on her jeans. She simply replied that nosy Fluffy got into her spaghetti from the fridge.

She made it back home at eleven. But the door was unlocked. Somehow, this didn't seem to get her attention. Sesshy always leaves the door unlocked for her when she gets home. He'll be waiting in bed right now, Kinshi thought. I better apologize to him. When she turned on the light, she screamed. Sesshoumaru was on the couch, but a crimson nightmare had appeared. She looked down to see Fluffy lying in a pool of blood. Once again, she called the police.

When they arrived, she told them her story. The police thought she was crazy. She's the murderer, one of them thought. They all seemed to think that, because they started talking to her about a psychiatric ward. Just when they were about to take her away, the medical examiner came in. "Thank God, you're here!" she shouted. "What happened here? How did they die?" Kinshi was full of questions. "Hang on, missy," the old doctor said. "Give me time."

An hour later, the doctor broke the news. He told Kinshi that the time of death was an hour earlier when she arrived. The dog had been killed before that, and Sesshy took a while to die. "But that's impossible," she argued. "Fluffy was alive and frisky. See these stain marks?" She pointed to her pants. "This was from Fluffy." The doctor decided that it couldn't hurt to look, and inspected them. "This is blood," he told her. "It isn't yours, it's Fluffy's. The streaks here are too far apart for the dog's claws to dig into your skin."

There was a noise upstairs. A police officer came down. He was panting for breath. "There's a... a message... in the... bathroom..." he sputtered. Kinshi sprinted to the bathroom to see the evidence the police officer had found. "Wait up!" the police officers yelled. The doctor was an even more pain in the butt. "Slow down! An old man can't run like this!"

As Kinshi went in the bathroom, a look of horror spread throughout her entire face. She screamed as loud as she could. There, on the mirror, was a message, written in blood. This is what it said:

Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the lights!

That's my story. I hope you enjoyed it!