Akira
Frozen on the spot, I can't seem to move my legs. I blink but the scene doesn't change. I'm going to be sick.
"Akira!"
Sydney's shout comes before she appears by my side, "Why did you scream? Is everything- What the f**k is this?!"
On my bed is a dead cat with its head snapped open.
Sydney inches forward to bed while I stand motionlessly. Who could it be? Who could be so cruel to do this to an innocent animal?
"Oh my God! Akira, look what's written over here."
I don't move.
I couldn't move.
She grips my hand and pulls me near to bed. I take one glimpse of the words and run for Sydney's washroom.
Rushing inside I throw up.
Oh my God!
What kind of sick joke is this? Killing an animal and writing a message by its blood.
I'm watching you.
Who is watching me? What could
