The Smell of Blood

Throughout the dark ages, many people seemed so normal as; kind, loving, gentle, laughter, big bright smiles.

But it was all for show until murders broke out, blood everywhere in homes, guts splattered on floors, even heads hanging from the ceiling.

This was known as the Murderous Town of people from Hell. It won’t matter if you try to hide, these murders will always find you..because they can smell your blood.

But how was that even possible? When someone is injured or bleeds then you are surely a goner.

No one has escaped this place when they smell like blood.

All the bodies that were killed and cut into many pieces, have been rotting for days to where you can smell dried up blood and a stench that no one will ever forget.

Honestly, no one has lived to tell the tale, except I. My name is Jane, I am Eighteen years old, I am a Senior in Oakwood High, I do basketball, cheerleading, and I sing like an Angel.

In my school I was the popular one, but I never liked being popular. This is the beginning of my story before I ended up in this situation.

It was the beginning of April, almost my graduation day. I was hanging out with my five friends, We’ve been friends since we were so little and I really love them so much.

They were like family to me, we shared everything with each other such as the secret crush we had, stories of our past, our thoughts that we know we could trust each other with, our sexuality of our feelings, if we gay if we’re bi, trans or a lesbian.

Nothing was kept a secret, until…

One of our friends kept the darkest secret from all of us, she wasn’t so nice nor innocent. We didn’t know until we saw her in action.

She was secretly a murder! She planned this graduation trip on purpose. To lure us into her trap, the day that would be our last…but only I made it out alive