1 Chapter 1

A knock at the door startled me as I stood up from my chair in the dining room and reached into my back pocket to grab my switch blade, the one my dad gave me two years ago, before he died. I crept towards the door, my blade pointed daringly at the door, as if it were threatening it. Another knock at the door, this time louder and with more purpose. A voice followed it.

"Yo Kara! You in there? Braxton wants us to meet him at the pipes in 15. He said he's found some creepy ass shit!" I groan audibly and close the blade, shoving it into my back pocket, where it always was. X loved to scare the hell out of me whenever he could, which was all the time thanks to how close we live to each other. I pick up my sneakers and slip them on my feet.

"Comin X!" I shout as I grab my phone and put in it my other back pocket of my ripped jeans. I grab one of our keys by the door and slip it into my shoe. I open the door and find X, waiting impatiently.

X was your classic football douche bag. He was full of himself, hooked up with four girls a week, and was all muscle. He made everyone call him X because he hated his name. I never figured out why.

"Bout damn time! Lets go!" X says, walking down the driveway with me. We reach the street and head straight across and into the small field of grass near our house.

"What's Braxton got show up this time, huh?" I ask, wondering the shit that Braxton's about to get us into.

"I don't know. All he told was is that it's fucking creepy by his own words. So... it's probably going to be lame as fuck." I burst out laughing and X's views of Braxton. He normally doesn't have anything cool to show us and when he does, it's never that cool. We've never had our hopes up.

We keeps walking across the field and down the small hill to where the pipes were.

The pipes were two identical sewer pipes that say next to each other. Everyone in our neighborhood had been to the pipes at least once because of all the cool shit. We've found so much stuff in the pipes it's crazy. No wonder it's so popular.

From a distance I see Braxton standing in one of the pipes, something he never does. I can make out his light brown hair and notice how pale he is, his skin three times as light. I call to him.

"Brax... you okay dude?" I shout. Braxton looks up. There's a look of sheer horror on his face. I can see his shivers from a distance.

"Kara..." He starts, "I found a dead body."