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And Then There Were None, Ch. 2
The next night, Tina stepped out of the Saab, watching as Bette raised the roof on it, due to the very threatening clouds that were gathering overhead. She gazed at the house in front of her and felt a sudden shiver.
Bette came up beside her. Whats wrong, baby? Are you cold?
No, I just…I dont know. I just dont like that house. Isnt that silly? Tina said, laughing nervously, her eyes never leaving the ominous and dark house that towered over them.
Bette opened her mouth to answer, but was interrupted by the crunching of gravel as the Mini pulled up beside them.
Alice hopped out and squinted at the house. Holy *****, this place is creepy!
Rolling her eyes, Bette squeezed Tinas shoulders. Gee, Alice, tell us what you really think.
Dana closed the passenger side door. Shes right. This place looks a little scary, she said, gazing at the thick woods surrounding the house.
Were also in the middle of nowhere, Tina added, rubbing the tops of her arms vigorously with her hands as if trying to get warm.
Speaking of which, do you know how hard it was to find this ***** place? Alice complained, tucking her keys into her bag. Shane, Carmen, Jenny, and Mark were right behind us, but they might have gotten lost out here.
They all turned as Jennys small car rolled onto the gravel behind them.
I guess they didnt, Alice amended, putting on a cheerful smile and waving at them.
Kit and Marina should be here soon, Bette told them, glancing at her watch.
Jenny, who was just climbing out of the drivers seat, looked over at her with wide eyes. Marinas coming?
Yes, she decided to come, Bette replied evenly.
Jenny stood stock-still a moment before shaking her head and walking away from the group a little to stare up at the dark, slightly falling apart mansion. Its like something from a story, she murmured.
Maybe you should write one about it, Mark told her with a grin, putting an arm around her shoulders. A ghost story or something.
More like a murder mystery, Carmen muttered. This place is creepy.
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(33 votes, average: 3.61 out of 5)
I gather, it is either a mystery weekend, but actually cooked up by Helena, to get Tina to the house, so she could get rid of Bette. Look forward to the next chapter to see where you are taking the story, please continue.
this is so cool, who’s next?
Can we put in requests?
it was the red wine… marina was the only one to drink the red wine
Marina’s the first to get whacked? Poor M. Didn’t she just return? Well, the second victim should be HELENA. (Pssst… it was Colonel Mustard in the living room with a frying pan.)
Oooo I say….. so does this mean u are gona kill everyone??? not my favorit story but u keep writting and we will see what will come!!!!
this is great please post soon