I went to the killer's hideout

"She was a student of this school, and it appeared that she was sexually molested before killed.

 Our investigation showed that it was the job of a serial killer operating at neighbouring towns.

I appeal to you guys to make sure you are home before it too dark especially the girls,we are so sorry for your loss"he concluded. 

We were dismissed and I started looking for Tammy among the groups of students.

 I saw her standing alone not moving and walked towards her.

"Tammy" I called and she turned to me.

I saw that she was on the verge of tears and they began to flow endlessly when she saw me.

I came to her, hugged her and consoled her. 

We went back to class but we had to close early because none of the students could concentrate. We all went home spiritless.

On Wednesday we had no school because that day was Rose's burial. 

Almost half of the school was in attendance of her burial,Tammy and I also went. 

Rose's mother cried uncontrollably as her coffin was being put into the ground. She was their only child now she was gone.

The burial was concluded and we went to their house to offer our condolence. 

After the death of Rose, the local police began evening patrols. We were asked to report any suspicious person or things to them. 

Surprisedly two months after Rose's death another student of our school went missing and this time a boy. I knew him, his name was Michael Harris. He was the best student in our school. At first his parents thought that he went to his normal "nature exploring". 

And  they said that he went to those trips sometimes without telling anyone.

The police closed the case and stopped looking for him. It was after two weeks that his parents noticed that none of his clothes were missing and also his "nature exploring"equipments were all in their basement.

 So they called the camp manager of the forest their son frequented and he told them that he hadn't seen nor heard from him since last year that he came. 

They should have called earlier rather than conclude on their own. The police began looking for him again, posters of him were pasted all over the the town. 

Not long people starts bringing information about where he was seen last. It was a bar at the outskirt of the town and you must be wondering where I got all this information.

 Well one of my mom's friend is a policewoman and she tells my mom the latest information which my mom passes to me. 

Our school were actually on break because the weather was very cold. All the rivers in our town are all frozen and the temperature keeps dropping everyday. The day I had wanted to go the bar Michael was seen last ,a heavy snowstorm began that lasted for three days straight.

It was after the snowstorm that Michael's body was found frozen on one of the river. It has been one week since he died, they say but the cold and snow prevented the decomposers to do their work. An autopsy was done and it appears that he was frozen to death. 

The town was in a complete unrest , the locals were very angry with the killings of the youths. And just as we were lamenting about  Michael's death six teenagers three boys and three girls were kidnapped from a party.

This time around the psycho did a video that went viral. He said in the video that he wants a ransom of $1.5 billion dollars to free them. He covered his face in the video but I noticed the inscription on the wall beside him. I knew that inscription and I knew that place, it was my regular relaxing spot before. 

I go there sometimes to relax and free my mind. The building was abandoned and it is very dangerous. 

No sane person would step their foot there. Every time I went there I always killed like five to six poisonous snakes which bites would kill someone in a instant.

On the night I want to go to the psycho's hideout, I took my tools and kept the letter I wrote for my mom where she would find it and went off.

 I quietly took out my bike and set off speeding through the road.

 I made sure that I was heavily dressed because of the cold. 

I arrived at the place a few minutes later, the bushes there were more grown than before. I alighted from my bike, opened my bag and brought out my night glasses (a glass that helps you see clearly in the dark). 

I can't risk using a flashlight because it would alert the killer. 

I stepped into the bushes keeping my eyes on the ground,my night glasses detected some movements and I turned to the place only to find out it was a frog.

This is strange why haven't I seen any snake then I noticed some whitish powder spread at interval all over the place. 

I touched it and sniffed it and it turns out to be nicotine sulphate with carbide. It is a substance that chases snake away.

"Well that means no killing of snakes today, phew thats good" I thought.

I navigated through the bush and came out of it, I decided to use the back door of the building.

I quietly walked to it, after I had walked some distance.

 I heard a light footsteps coming towards me, I turned but before I could bring my taser out, I was hit on the head and I blacked out.

I tried to reach the place where my Dad was but he was telling me to go back.

I didn't want to listen to him, someone was holding me and preventing me from going there.

Suddenly a man came out of the door behind my father and shot him.

"No oo oo oo !" I screamed and woke up.