We all jumped. Kristy's scream rang through the air.
"KRISTY! What's wrong?" I asked.
"That!" she exclaimed.
She pointed at the window. We all screamed the walls practically shook.
"Gross! That is SO disgusting!" Claudia exclaimed.
She was right. On the window was a dead rat. It's insides were on the outside.
We just left the rat on the window because it was so disgusting to touch.
"We have reports of Cokie Mason, age 12 found dead at her home earlier today." the reporter on TV said.
"What? Cokie's dead?" Stacey exclaimed.
"How in the world...?" Mary Anne said.
"Police refuse to give out further information aside from the victim being stabbed in the back and stomach several times." the reporter continued.
"Oh my lord. How in the world...? I know Cokie isn't really a good friend of ours but that doesn't mean we don't care about her. We should give our respects to her." Claudia said.
Of course we all agreed. But it was almost half past eleven so we all just went to sleep. The next morning we got dressed and ate our breakfast with Kristy's family. The main topic that morning was about Cokie's death. When we all finished breakfast, we went to Cokie's house. When we got there, there was almost everyone in our grade even some teachers.
"Hey, Logan! When did you get here?" Mary Anne asked.
"About a few minutes ago." he replied.
There was a sudden gasp. We all ran to Cokie's parents who was at the door of their house. Written on the door was: YOU'RE NEXT KRISTY.
"WHAT? I'm next? Is this a prank?" exclaimed Kristy.
"Call the cops!" Mr. Mason shouted.
Mrs. Mason ran into the house and about 3 minutes later she came back outside.
"The police say they'll be here in about 10 minutes." she said shaking.
"Oooooooh. I hope the killer gets caught before he kills another person!" Claudia said.
"We all do. Especially now since he said Kristy is next!" I said.
"Kristy, don't be scared. It's just a prank Kristy. It's just a prank." Mary Anne reassured Kristy.
"I am not SCARED! It's just weird! And to think I got a phone call from a guy doing a Ghost Face imitation last night." Kristy replied.
"What? You say you received a phone call form a guy doing a Ghost Face imitation last night?" boomed a deep voice from behind us.
We turned around and saw Sergeant Johnson, a good friend of ours. We helped him and the Stoneybrook Police on some mysteries.
"Yes Sergeant Johnson. Why?" Kristy replied
"Because Cokie called us last night. She said there was a prankster who kept doing a Ghost Face imitation and kept threatening to kill her." he said.
"We just told Cokie to ignore the calls. We didn't know the threats were real. And now Cokie's dead. I hope no one gets murdered anymore." Sergeant Johnson went on.
"Umm, Sergeant Johnson, I hate to interrupt your conversation but I think you should look at this." Stacey cut in.
"Ok, Stacey. What do you need to show me?" Sergeant Johnson replied.
Stacey pointed to the front door. Sergeant Johnson turned to look. His face became pale.
"No one is allowed to come near this door. This is a police crime scene. Kristy, we're gonna have to call your parents. You're going to have to spend the night at the prison." Sergeant Johnson said.
"What?" Kristy asked in surprise.