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Chapter 3

I place my luggage at the side of the bed thankful I made it past the day without fainting or dying of hunger. I grab a charger out of my bag of luggage and Place it in my laptop to charge. I go through my emails and messages due to the day of stress. finally, something that will make my day better.

"Good day Isabelle, I just wanted to say that I'm glad that you have shown what was right so I decided to give you the Job of an Assistant to help Carrie With her job when she needs you to be there for work, thank you for participating." I look shocked as I read that sentence over and over again.

"An assistant? Assistant?? I applied for an investigator, not a stupid assistant." I throw my phone on the bed banging my head on the table I jump on my bed and grab my phone the only person that could help. is my best friend Vicky I go on to chat her.


"What is wrong with everyone.." I glance over the message  reading it over and over again Surprised of what my best friend said.. "she has been my best friend over 3 years..."  that's just unbelievable I thought to myself opening the bed sheets slowly falling asleep in my Jean and Hoodie. Slowly snoring.

"Rise and shine cupcake!" A woman in a deep voice pulls off the sheets on me and pulls my arm up.

"Chill, who are you, and what are you doing in my suite?" I squint my eyes looking her direction.

"Don't you know who is your mom silly?" The lady giggles in a mischievous way laughing uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry but my mom left me ages ago?"  I rub my eyes slowly figuring out who that is.

"Sure she left but she didn't leave you entirely like die." the woman cackles.

"Where is this going?" I speak hastely.

"Now young lad do not rush your elders.." the woman slowly comes touching me with what seems like a cold metal item.

"Don't touch me." I push the woman far away giving me enough time to run away. I open the door and run as far away till I got to the exit. "Wait what..? why am I in the woods? And why is it raining." I look up at the sky seeing rain drops falling on my face. I look  straight seeing the same woman who was in my hotel suite running after me with a machete. Not long enough Shes close to my face.

"aught another bad dream." I stand up seeing a shadow figure behind the curtain looking directly at me with those hideous demon eyes. I feel the curtain slowly opening towards my direction.  

"hey..  Remember me? I'm the guy who saved you at the coffee shop" the man smiles closing his eyes.

"What are you even doing in my hotel room.. Did you watch me sleep!?" I stand up walking towards him and slap him a slap he would never forget.

" Ow what was that for" the man rubs his cheek opening his eyes.

"Your eyes.. th-they red.." I walk backwards not wanting to be in his way slowly running for the door.

"I'm afraid the door is locked." The man rubs his wrists slowly walking towards me..

"Stop what do you want I made it clear I didn't want your help.." I breath sharply .

"But why surely your sister wanted help but what did you do? you left her to suffer." The mysterious man is now by an inch away from me .

"Stop.. I can smell your breath." I look at him directly in the eye forcing myself to hug him to get to the other side. "

"What are you doing.. why are you hugging me." I see a tint of blush on the mans face as I tightly hug him to get to the other side. I run to the cabinet and take out a sharp scissor I leave there just in case if stuff like this would happen.

"Eh.. you think that a scissor could hurt me?" the man chuckles stepping close every time he chuckles.

"I'm not afraid to kill you especially now that I know your the man who almost killed my family." I grit my teeth at him.

"You know you fathers kidneys make a good poster on my bedroom wall." The man licks his lips while grinning touching his chin in a light way.

"You psychopath! you killed my father!" I sob hastily running towards him with the scissor in my hand. 

If I can't be an investigator I might as well take a path of being murderer.

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