CHAPTER 9

So we're back here in the quarry. Pike's Quarry, I mean. Or rather the dirty, abandoned-looking house that was a bit further up in the woods from the quarry.

Yeah, I know, of all places, why here??

If it was me, I would definitely not come here, much less to hide a crime scene weapon.

"Here we are." That was Rob. Apparently he, like me, didn't expect to be here again. He didn't sound too happy though. I couldn't blame him on that since the last time we came here, due to my psychic "vision" power, we found a cheerleader –Heather Montrose- placed in an uncomfortably awkward position in the upper bathroom's tub. Believe me that was not a very interesting incident to recall.

"Yup, we're here." I said. And then I started to get going. "Come on, let's get this over with."

Just a few months ago, the house had been a crime scene of some sort when Rob and I discovered Heather. It was the Amber Mackey case; the one that her crazy "Failure is Unacceptable" boyfriend Mark Leskowski killed her because she refused to abort their baby, which in that case, would totally ruin his chance on getting his basketball scholarship. That is major psycho work. But the stupidest part was that I'd actually believed that he was innocent because he brought me out for dinner and had a good-looking face. Stupid me, I know. Stupider of me to do so when I already have Rob.

Anyway, both of us walked towards the house, the DANGER- KEEP OUT sign was still there, hanging lopsidedly by the door now, but both of us ignored it. Rob took a firm grip on my hand and for the second time, swung the door easily, a clear sign that someone had been there recently.

From my past experience of being here before, I walked us straight towards the next room, which was the kitchen, although it would be hard to tell now, since all the fixtures were gone, except for a few rusted-out cabinets and a gas oven that looked beyond repair.

"Check the cabinets for the saw, will you?" I asked Rob, opening a cabinet myself. It was all rusty and sort of creaked when I pull it open. There was nothing inside this one. I moved to another while Rob opened the other remaining two. No luck. It wasn't there.

"Maybe it's upstairs," I said to him, and started for the stairs before him. From past experience, both of us already knew that the stairs aren't in the best of conditions; one wrong step and you would have fallen through.

The second floor consisted of three rooms. The first, to the left, had once been a bedroom. At least, if the mattress on the floor was of any indication. But there was no bedside-table or drawers.

"Not this room?" Rob asked, walking towards the door to the second room without waiting for my answer.

"Nope. I'm pretty sure the vision of the saw I had was that the saw was in a drawer."

The second room, which had a couple of cold blankets, had no bedside-table or drawers either. We went inside the third room, which was a bathroom and also where we had found Heather Montrose months ago. Still no cabinets or drawers. I drew in a deep breath. My vision couldn't have fooled me.

Where is the stupid saw?

"You know what?" Rob broke my thoughts as he started speaking, "I think we could go down and check the kitchen cabinets again. Maybe we didn't have a closer look."

I had very little hope of the saw being placed there, but I said nothing to him and followed him back downstairs to the kitchen. He rummaged the empty drawers again, walking past the gas oven…

The gas oven!

Immediately, I walked towards it and started pulling the handle of the oven door to open it. It didn't budge. I tried again.

"Hey, let me try," Rob said and took a firm grasp on the handle and with one swift pull, the oven door opened. I smiled.

Mission accomplished, I thought as I took the "weapon" out from the oven. It was placed neatly inside the oven, wrapped in a clear plastic bag.

We were about to open the door to get out of this hell-hole when it suddenly sprang open. I gave a gasp of surprise at the person standing in front of me before I was hit on the head and everything went pitch black.

A/N: hey all! Soooooo sorry for the late update, but it is before New Year, isn't it? :p i know its not long but i'll be working on chapter 10 ASAP hopefully, though I'm quite at loss of the plot :p but let's all pray it'll work out nicely and smoothly :) Merry christmas and Happy New Year to all! :D

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