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Deborah arrived at Fosterland medical hospital and was welcomed by Sergeant Alice immediately she hopped down from her truck.

“Good morning ma’am’

“Where is the patient?”

“Inside the hospital, where have you been? If I may ask” Alice added. She was wearing her cop uniform, with her long hair packed with a bow.

“Investigating some kids I was suspecting”

“That was harsh, you know…I-I have not been assigned to this kinda duty before but oh my God, the stab was too much” she said as they were heading into the hospital.

“What’s the patient’s identity?”

“Ashley Brooks, born July 27, 1993, married to Charlie Brooks and has three children, Kingston, Jules and Will Brooks, From Kentucky but lives In Fosterland with family” Alice listed quickly.

“Is she a black?”

“It’s a he”

“Who’s the ‘he’ Ashley or Charlie?’ Deb looked at Alice and asked.

“Ashley” Alice scoffed and Deb winked.

“We have a coverage we got from their house, wanna see it first?” she said, opening the door to the hospital’s store room.

Deb walked into the storage room with Alice. Alice showed her the video on how Ashley was stabbed to death by the ghost masked killer on his balcony.

“This is weird” Deb complained.

“Really weird” Alice supported.

“So what are you gonna…wanna see the patient?”

“No-no need, i-I’m gonna call my family and warn them, you should do that too” Deb told Alice, heading out of the hospital.

“Am coming with you”

“To my family?” Deb stared at Alice.

“Yeah” Alice replied, staring at Deb.

“Hop on then” Deb told her, opening the driver’s seat for herself.

Tom and Brian were watching TV in the parlor, sitting on the couch, facing the television. Tom rose up from the couch and headed to the kitchen while Brian remained with the television. Tom arrived the kitchen and opened the cupboard. He grabbed an opened pack of flakes and also grabbed a plate and a spoon. He dropped them on the big glass table in the kitchen and headed towards the fridge. He opened it brought out an evaporated milk sealed in a 5ltr container. As he was heading towards the glass table where he kept the flakes and plate, he heard a noise from the window. He looked at the window immediately and steadily but didn’t see anything or hear any sound again. As he took another step, he heard another thud noise towards the window and stopped immediately.

“Brian is that you?” he asked slowly and waited for a reply but didn’t get any.

“Brian” he called again, still staring towards the window. He tried to take another step and same thud sound stopped him. He became scared and dropped the milk slowly on the floor and began to head towards the window. Step by step, he was shivering and approaching the window.

“Brian” he called again and looked down the window. He saw someone wearing a black gown that covered the whole body and a white ghost mask which covered his face tightly, standing downstairs, looking directly at the window. Tom was scared when the person began to walk into the house.

Scared, he rushed to the parlor and grabbed his younger brother and they headed to their mother’s room. Tom and Brian hid in their mother’s closet. The ghost masked person opened the entrance door slowly and stepped into the house, holding a very sharp knife with on his right hand. The television was still playing when he arrived the parlor. He left the parlor and headed towards the rooms. On his way, the telephone hanged on the wall began to ring aggressively. After the first ring, it began a second ring. The ghost masked person picked up the call.

“Hello Tom, make sure you and you Brian are safe, leave the house and go to neighbors house and stay, I’m on my way okay baby?” a female voice said through the phone, it was Deborah.

“Fuck you” the ghost replied her. Deb was dumb when he heard the voice.

“Who the fuck is this?”

“What’s your favorite scary movie?”

“Who the fuck are you?” Deb yelled while driving. Alice looked at her with shock.

“Scream loud and you will know who I am”

“Don’t touch my babies please am begging you, don’t touch them-please”

“See you well demon hunter” the line went dead immediately.

“No!!!” Deb screamed loudly, speeding up the truck s tears was dripping down her eyelids.

Slowly, he opened the room where the kids were hiding and sneaked in. He began to hit the knife’s head on the walls as he was walking around the room. Tom was peeping at him through the tiny opening from the closet’s lock. He noticed the closet and turned immediately, facing the closet. Tom covered Brian’s mouth immediately and they leaned to the end of the closet. As the ghost masked killer was approaching the kids, their hearts was beating because of the sight of the knife. He bent slowly and peeped in through the tiny opening from the closet’s door. His face was very scary to the kids as they were shaking in the closet. He rose up and opened the closet. As he raised the knife, Deb and Alice jumped into the room.

“Get away from my babies murder” Deb shouted and gave him a shot from her pistol. The bullet hit the knife nd it fell off his hand. The killer rushed her for an attack and Alice interrogated and held his hand tightly, looking into his eyes. He pushed her away badly and headed towards the door. Deborah gave out another shot and the bullet buried itself in his stomach. He staggered and hit Deb hardly with a ceramic flower vase. Deb fell and the gun fell off her hand. He left the room and disappeared immediately. Tom and Brian ran out of the Closet and rushed to their Mom. She sat up hugged them tightly.

“It’s okay..it’s okay Mom’s here” she hugged them while they were sobbing. Alice stood at akimbo, staring at them.