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LET SLEEPING BLOOD LIE

Chapter 14 - The note

"What did the note say?" Jane stiffened and shivered at the same time as the familiar angry voice brought her back to the present. She coughed as her lungs attempted to painfully suck in air. She wanted to throw up, her head was spinning and her chest ached, every breath like a knife in her ribs.

He wouldn't need to ask again, she would tell him whatever he wanted. She spoke slowly and quietly. Her throat felt like it was still burning, it was probably psychological, she didn't know anymore,
"He blamed the fr-fraternity for his death, said he'd p-pissed the wrong people off," her low voice hoarse and gravelly.

"Is that all?" the voice was void of all emotion

She couldn't remember exactly, it was a really long note, she had only read it twice, It had pretty much told her who was at fault so she didn't need to memorize the whole thing, and her head hurt right now, Her whole damn body hurt, "He tried to get help from the school b-but they wouldn't help h-him. I think he blamed his father too, or or something" She frowned trying to clear the pain behind her eyes, clenching her jaw to ease the tension, it didn't work.

She can feel her captor staring at her, his stare causing her flesh to feel exposed, dirty, the long pause caused Jane's heart to beat faster and louder, her palms sticky with sweat and fear and he mouth dryer than it's ever been.

Tuesday 4pm

"Jane? Jane. Come down to the lab. Now"

Maura's voice was so strangled with emotion and shock that Jane made it from her desk to the elevator in less than 22 seconds without even putting the phone properly back in its cradle, realising the elevator would take longer than she could afford to wait Jane was flying down the stairwell and into the corridor,
No flying Jane
She slowed ever so slightly at the thought, a left turn, a right turn, slamming into the lab doors with force. She crashed the door open so hard that everyone in the room jumped and froze, including Jane.

Maura was standing next to a lab table covered in items, she just stared at Jane blankly, mouth open, in surprise, Jane was staring back eyes wide, arms and legs spread as if she was surfing.

The door she had just burst through swung silently closed behind her as she scanned the room prepared for anything, panting slightly, looking for the cause of Maura's distress.

"Are you alright Jane?" Maura asked innocently, still staring at Jane slightly baffled

"Maur? What the hell? You tell me to get here NOW and I do and now you act like I came in unexpectedly?"

"Language Jane! Yes it is urgent, I just didn't expect you to enter like a frenzied non compos mentis. But come look at this."

Jane walks at a frustratingly slow pace over to Maura who is waving for her to hurry "Crazy person? Really? I thought you were...Well I don't know, in trouble. Next time its really really urgent I will make sure to take my time."

Maura feigns a smile and dives into the news without commenting, "We found a note stitched inside Hamish's shirt. It's a miracle we found it. He had made a tiny pocket on both sides so it appeared it was..." Maura hands Jane the note already in the evidence bag to protect it, Jane starts to read "... part of the design, the whip stitching is rather excellent for a student let alone a male, and we only found it because-"

"Wait Maur' let me read" Jane interups

If you find this note then I am dead.
My name is Roy Hamish Jones the Forth and I pissed off the wrong people.
This is not a suicide note, if I am dead then it was members of Phi Kappa Beta. It sounds dramatic because it is.

I thought joining the PKB fraternity my father once belonged to would make him proud of me. He never had much to do with me my whole life but if i was successful like him I thought maybe he would love me. I just thought the fraternity members of PKB didn't much like me, they gave me a hard time calling me pathetic. 3 weeks into pledging I discovered my father had upset some people here and I guess it was easy just to punish me for it. I should have told my father I was going to rush PKB, maybe he would have told me not too.

After being beaten in the basement for the 10th time in as many days, I decided to investigate a bit, find out about my father. I realized the hazing here was beyond normal and some other boys had ended up really sick from alcohol poisoning and other things. PKB had never been investigated on a single thing they did. I contacted the campus security who told me to quit joking around and grow a pair or leave if hazing was too scary for me. I contacted the college president for help. He told me if I made Phi Kappa Beta look bad he would tarnish my permanent school record. I tried to leave PKB but they wouldn't let me. Then Ricci found out I had contacted the head of the school and he told me I was going to pay dearly. I was scared, I knew I had to come up with a way to get out the school permanently. If I didn't, i figured they would kill me anyway.. My plan is simple...plant some drugs at the frat house, get caught with drugs, get expelled, and link the drugs back to the fraternity. Take them all down with me, make them get investigated, stop this madness.
If I didn't get to the police then I failed somehow.

To my father, I am sorry I was never good enough for you, I hope you are proud I at least tried to do the right thing. To my sister, I love you. Don't let me leaving you make you stop living to the fullest.

"Oh my..." Jane sits down in the closest chair. "This is...helpful"

She feels his presence begin to overshadow her again and he lifts a white cloth up in front of her once again, slowly moving closer, purposely, so she can see what is coming next.

She cries out begging "No please no please please no please" tears instantly falling down her face, "I don't remember but I can get it for you. Just please not that not again, anything but that, please, please." Jane pleads, her whimpers dying out as the shadow has paused in mid-air. She sniffs trying to control the stream of salty tears she can't wipe away running uncontrollably down the sides of her face, she is hoping beyond hope that he believes her, that he will stop.

He leans forward and she can see the whites of his eyes in the darkness, black black pupils like demons ones burn into her, it is terrifying, his eyes are full of only contempt, evil emanates from his spirit.

"What else?" he demands coldly.

"There's nothing, there's nothing else, it was an accident, he fell, he fell," she begs not caring how pathetic and weak she sounds anymore.

...to be continued...