"Help!" Robyn Farell screamed an ear splitting scream of horror in the garden in her house as she tried to fight against the bushes that were attacking her, trying to fight back with her water blaster.

"Somebody, come quick!"

"What is it Robyn?" Robyn's older sister Seia screamed in a panicky voice as she ran to the garden.

Robyn stopped struggling and grinned as she saw her. Quick as a wink, she blasted water straight at Seia from her water blaster.

"Gotcha," she replied with a smirk, "that was good wasn't it? You fell for it!" Then she burst out laughing.

"Robyn you creep!" cried Seia, water dripping all over the hair," how many times do I have to tell you to stop making dumb jokes? You're not funny, just plain annoying!"

"But…" Robyn battered her lashes furiously looking innocent and sweet, "I was just having fun!"

Seia signed. Nobody can resist Robyn. She was so cute, sweet and adorable when she wanted to be.

"I have to go," said Robyn quickly, and was gone before Seia could say anything.

She skipped happily up the stairs. She can't wait to tell all her friends about her latest prank. True, they were not fans of her sense of humour, but nobody ever argued with Robyn Farell.

She rang her best friend Detry Morgan first, and the phone was answered after two rings.

"Hello?" answered Detry's sweet girlish voice.

"You're not going to believe what I did today," Robyn gushed and told Detry all about it. When she was finished, Detry signed.

"I always knew your jokes were trouble."

Robyn rolled her eyes. Why does Detry have to take everything so seriously?

"No they're not!"

"You'll see one day," was the reply.

"What do -"

Her words were interrupted by Detry's scream of horror.

"Detry!" Robyn screamed, but there was no answer. Suddenly somebody whispered into the phone in a creepy voice that made Robyn's blood run cold:

"Gotcha, didn't we? This is all your fault, but Detry's paying for it." Then the line went dead.

"Hello?" Shouted Robyn, her heart thudding quickly, "Detry, is this a joke?" There was no reply. There was nothing Robyn could do but go to Detry's house to see if everything's all right.

But it wasn't.

The moment she went inside her best friend's house, she could tell something was terribly wrong. The air smelled foul, as if nobody had lived in there for a long time.

"Detry?" Suddenly, Robyn stopped dead and gasped. The hair on her back stood up and she suddenly felt as cold as ice. There, on the floor was her best friend Detry. But she wasn't breathing. There was a knife stuck in her chest and great amounts of blood were coming out from the wound. Her skin was pale and her body was cold all over.

"Detry?" Robyn whispered, choking back the tears. She knelt beside her best friend, the girl she had known with since pre-school. Who could have done such a terrible thing?

She cried out when a figure leaped out in front of her. She didn't know who it was. It was something, no someone, though it was hard to tell. The face had nothing, not even a single pimple on it. It was dressed in black, and it pointed a finger in Robyn's direction.

"Your friends dead, and it all your fault!"

Robyn tried to open her mouth, but found it was glued together.

"You will pay for what you did to my family, just you wait!"

Robyn finally found the courage to move. She leaped out and headed to the door with the figure close behind her. She ran out the door, hearing nothing but the words in her head, "its all your fault, it all your fault."