Lauren''s pencils fell to the floor as she flinched in shock.


    She then saw a human body fall outside the window, followed by a loud m.


    Lauren immediately rose from her chair, her body strung tight. She sheepishly walked over to the


    window and looked downstairs.


    Her mind went nk in an instant. She sped her mouth in fright and stumbled backward, legs


    beginning to quiver.


    A woman had fallen off the building and was lying dead on the ground outside.


    Panic ensued just then as screams of terror rang out from downstairs.


    Lauren''s heart pounded heavily in her chest. She grabbed her teddy bear and promptly ran out of the


    ssroom, not even bothering to pack anything else.


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    "Angie... Angie, where are you?" Lauren cried as she ran through the hallways. The image of the dead


    woman had branded itself into her mind.


    After running to who-knows-where, there came frantic footsteps from behind Lauren, followed by


    panicked wails.


    "Help! Someone has been murdered! Help!"


    Murdered?


    Lauren turned around in shock. Two male students were running frantically in her direction.


    Behind them was a middle-aged man drenched in blood with a cleaver in one hand.


    Lauren was rooted to the spot in fright, hugging her teddy bear tight.


    "Bastards! I''ll kill all of you!" the man roared viciously, raising his de in the air and aiming it right at


    the male students.


    Lauren took a fearful step back.


    Just then, one of the students grabbed her arm and dragged her over to shield himself from the knife''s


    blow.


    "Ah!" Lauren mmed right into the man as her teddy bear dropped to the floor.


    The two cruel students had already run off by then.


    The man was about to shove Lauren away when police sirens red from outside the window.


    "H-Help me!" Lauren shrieked before the man grabbed her by the shoulder and pressed his knife


    against her neck.


    "Shut up and follow me if you still want to live!" he barked.


    All the students had run out of the building in fright as the killer was on the loose.


    Many onlookers crowded outside the building. The police had to stop them from going past the safety


    tape, creating quite a chaotic scene.


    There were even reporters eager to get tomorrow''s headlines right away!


    "What''s the situation right now?" Cyrus asked, going past the safety tape and heading into the building.


    "Chief Cyrus, the suspect is one Denver Whitman, age 52. He works at an assembly line!" Two officers


    reported to Cyrus as they marched behind him.


    They continued, "There''s a female casualty who fell off the building, followed by a male who was


    cleaved five times and died on the way to the hospital. Two other male students were hurt, but they


    escaped just in time. They''re already on their way to the hospital!"


    Cyrus'' brows knitted together. "Did the female studentmit suicide?"


    "She did, but after we reviewed the footage in the area, she''d only done it because Whitman forced her


    to!"


    Cyrus found this peculiar. "Do all the five students know one another?"


    "I''ve asked their teachers and ssmates. They all told me those five are pretty good friends. They''re


    always hanging out and smoking on the rooftop!"


    Cyrus narrowed his eyes. "Is that where the crime scene is?"


    "Yes, sir!"


    Cyrus immediately figured out that Denver wasn''t just mindlessly killing people.