Suddenly, Margaret saw a building in the distance. The group of friends decided to go there. When they were getting closer, they saw that the building turned out to be a small old hut in whose door was opened and whose windows were smashed. In their eyes, fear and worry were born again, because they heard a strange, terrible scream.
Marion (hopefully): Maybe we can get some help there? Well, the screams do not hint at anything good, but maybe we will see some guys out there…
So the group of friends decided to enter the hut, thinking it might be safe for a moment.
Jamie: Marion, you’re a boy, you enter first!
Margaret: Are you crazy? In this place the murderer could catch us and kill us all!
Marion: What is with this ladder, full of blood?
Margaret (shocked): What irony? I think the murderer was here.
Jamie: We have got to get out of here quick before he comes back!
Marion: I think this is his hideout!
Jamie: Look! I can see a light!
Margaret: I think we are close to a street!
Marion: Hurry up! Let’s get some help!
Margaret (traumatized): I do not want to smell death again! I’d rather die!
When they ran down the street, a car appeared in front of them. This seemed to be their last refuge... Marion and Margaret put their arms in the air and screamed. Jamie sat down on the pavement. The car arrived next to the group of friends. It was a police car, and a cop stepped out. He lit up the place with a torch.
Cop: Have you got a problem?
Margaret: We are chased by a murderer, he killed our friend and Jamie is hurt. Help us!
Cop: OMG, come in my car, fast!
Jamie: Thank you so much!
Cop: You're welcome. We’ll take you to the hospital.
The cop drove out of the city and Marion smelled a rat.
Marion: It is the wrong way!
Cop: Don't worry; it's a shortcut because your friend is so hurt!
Marion: Oh ok, good idea!