Noah's pov:
I watched TV with Michael he fell asleep in my arms the news turned on. There was a new murderer in the city. No one knew who it was and cops were searching and on the look out. It was midnight not the right time but oh well, I got up laying Mike down and opened the window, it was getting really warm. The fresh cool air calmed me and I looked outside. I suddenly heard a scream from outside. I ignored it but when I came back Michael was gone. After looking around the house about five times I couldn't find him, where did he go? The front door was opened. Fuck. I went outside looking for him. Another scream, I followed the direction the scream came from. The forest. I didn't like the forest but i had too, what if it was Mike screaming? I walked hearing leaves crunching beneath my feet. Another scream. I ran that direction. Then I saw a glowing figure thing. I crept towards it finding out it was a lamp. It was Michael. Holding a bloody knife in his hand, a lamp in the other two dead girls lying on the floor there stomachs bleeding out. I froze and Michael noticed me with a shocked face then smirked when he realized it was me. Was I next?
