Chapter 7

Once Oliver had gotten dressed, in his blue sweater, and black jeans, paired with his yellow hightops, they were about to head out, when someone knocked on the door. "I wonder who hit could be." Oliver said, traveling downstairs behind Jack. He opened the door, but no one was there. "Who still plays ding dong ditch these days? It's stupid." He was about to close the door, but something caught his eye, and he looked down. It was an evenlope, addressed to Jack, Oliver, Ann, Harley. He sighed, knowing this was some prank, and picked it up. "What is it?" Oliver asked as he opened it. "I don't know, some type of letter, it seems." Jack unfolded the letter, and read the red letters to himself:Want to play Scrabble, anyone? I've spread parts like this all over for you to piece back together. Jack froze, trying to get ahold of his breathing, and noticed a small ring box was attached to the letter. He tore it off, and opened it slowly....nearly screaming at what was inside. It was a fucking eye! A fucking, blue eye! And there wasn't anything else with it. Just an eye, which was still a little bloody, having probably been fresh. Wait.....Alex had blue eyes. Jack thought, his eyes wide. "Hey, Jack, what is it? You look scared...out of your....mind." Oliver asked, reading the note over his shoulder. "Parts like what?" Jack handed him the box, terrified, and watched as he threw it on the floor. "This is sick! Who the hell would do this?" He screamed, pulling Jack into a hug, and glaring out the open door. Someone was stalking them. Studying them. But why? Why were they being stalked? And, more importantly, who was stalking them?