The Ghost Masked Killer

"Fraser, someone is here to see you" A young girl about her sixteen, wearing a black over-size shirt and jean bum-short, opened his door and saw Fraser packing few clothes in his yellow back-pack.

"Someone?"

"Jake"

"Oh" he sighed and sat up from the bed.

"Are you travelling?"

"Travelling? No! no, I was just-just cleaning up some old stuff"

"And packing them in your back-pack?"

"I'm great right?" he forced a smile to his little sister.

"Whatever" she scoffed and left the door. Fraser sighed heavily and followed her. Jake was sitting on one of the fancy wooden chairs in the sitting room, watching a horror movie on the old television.

"Did you sleep well?" Fraser asked from behind, grabbing a beer from the fridge. Jake shakes when he heard Fraser's voice.

"Y-yeah I slept well" he replied slowly.

"It was really a big thing that happened, I-I couldn't….really sleep well, I was all up thinking about what…" he paused after he handed one of the beer over to Jake.

"Do you have fever?" he asked Jake, looking directly into his eyes.

"N-no I'm fine, I'm fine" he stammered fastly. Fraser looked at him and shuddered slowly.

"You're burning up" Fraser added.

"Yeah it started last night, I don't know" he said and opened the beer.

"Jane can cure that for you, she's good at it" Fraser said and Jake chuckled, pouring some beer into his mouth.

"Have you spoken to Amanda today?" Jake asked.

"I'm leaving" Fraser said and poured some beer into his mouth.

"Out of town?"

"Yeah, out of Fosterland" he coughed and sniffled.

"Out of Fosterland" he repeated.

"Wh-what about your parents and sister..family?" Jake asked.

"Fraser, come here right now, come explain to me what Kate is saying here" Mei shouted from inside the kitchen.

"Isn't she speaking English?" Fraser shouted.

"I'm not understanding what she's saying, she's speaking Frenglish"

"What's Frenglish?" Jake asked, looking at Fraser.

"French and English spoken together, I'll be back" Fraser sat up from the chair and headed towards the kitchen, Jake giggled.

Jake sat quietly on the chair sipping the beer and listening to every noise coming out of the house and his hands and feet were shaking steadily till his eyes caught a kitchen which was lying on a lamp stander besides the window curtains. Fraser came out from the kitchen two minutes later, still holding his beer

"I don't really think that….Jake?" he didn't see Jake there anymore.

"Where'd he go?" he asked, looking around the house.

Fifteen minutes later, Amanda's phone rang while she was cutting flowers with Jane in the garden. Jane has been staying with Amanda since she lost her father and sister.

"Hi David" she said after picking up the call. Jane looked at her and continued what she was doing.

"Did you see the news?" David sounded through phone.

"What news? Am in the garden with Jane" Amanda looked at Jane and asked him slowly.

"Couple who were making out was killed by a ghost on mask this fucking morning in their room. They were stabbed thousand times"

"Oh! my God!" Amanda cried.

"Yeah it was really terrifying"

"Where are you at now?"

"Home with Benjamin" David replied.

"I'm on my way, stay at home" she said and hanged up the call.

"What's happening?" Jane asked her.

"We're going to David house right fucking now"

"Is everything alright Amanda?" Jane asked again, standing and staring at Amanda. Amanda, looking at Jane, sighed heavily.

"A couple was killed in bed this morning by a ghost in mask"

"What the fuuckk!" Jane said with a shock.