Patrick came up behind me and then he too stopped dead in his tracks. Thank god my family wasn't home was all I could think about. I saw Patrick from the corner of my eye move closer and then he was about to open the door. I grabbed his hand.
" What are you insane?, call Lisbon for god sakes." I practically yelled at him.
" No… Listen you just stay here, and I am going to go check the house out real quick." I started to protest but he was already in the door and into the total darkness. I started to get chills up and down my back and I knew that something was wrong.
" Jane….. Jane?" I whispered, but there was no answer from him. I heard leaves from a tree being crunched I whirled around to see what had caused that noise. My eyes were searching in the darkness, searching for something that didn't want to be found. I heard a loud crashing sound coming from inside of the house.
" Jane? Shit" That's it I am calling Lisbon. I reached into my back pocket to get my phone when someone grabbed me from behind covering my mouth while doing it.
Jane's POV:
I was walking up the driveway of Ava` s house when I saw her stop dead in her tracks. I walked faster until I was right behind her staring at what she was looking at. I too stopped dead in my tracks. I stared at the hideous reminder for all of two seconds before my brain kicked back into motion.
" No.. Listen you just stay here, and I am going to go check the house out real quick." I said to Ava who looked terrified at the moment. I quickly but cautiously entered the house. It was pitch black so naturally I looked for a light of anything. I flicked the switch but nothing came on. Of course if this really was Red John he would be smart enough, and would be two steps ahead of me like he always was. I started to move forward when I ran into a table causing it to knock over a vase.
"Jane?" I heard Ava calling after me. I stopped what I was doing to go and check on Ava. It was dark in the house since I had forgotten to turn any lights on so when I headed to the front door I tripped over something that was laying on the floor. Dam, I thought as I got myself back on my feet again. It was only then that I realized there was something sticky on my hands. No sticky isn` t the right word more like slimy, almost like paint when there is too much water in it. I turned to the end table to my left where there was a lamp and reached over to turn it on. When light was finally illuminating the room I was terrified and shocked to see what was in front of my own eyes. The whole living room was covered in head to toe with the same smiley faces that haunts me everyday. It was only then that I looked down at my hands to see that they too were covered in blood. I stepped back only to see that what had caused me to trip was a severed head, with the eyes cut out of there sockets. It only took me a minute to realize that Ava was still standing outside, which was idiotic, he should have never let her stay alone. I ran to the front of the house only to see that the front steps were empty. I started to panic.
"Ava?" I looked around into the abyss of darkness but found nothing. Ava was gone. I turned to go back into the house to see if she had come in when I noticed that in the middle of the red smiley face was a note addressed to Patrick Jane. I quickly grabbed the note and opened it up.
Jane, your probably realizing by now that your precious Ava is gone. You've also probably realized that its your fault she's gone, I mean really Jane? My "trade mark" is on her door and you just leave her standing on the porch? Even I know that's a stupid idea! Does this seem even in the slightest bit familiar to you? The question is will you be able to stop me this time? You couldn't stop me when I broke into your own house now could you? I have her, and the secrets she carries with her. Come and get me Jane.
Yours truly, Red John.