• Rain poured heavily across the city of Jasston. It was the largest and vicious thunderstorm that Jasston had ever encountered, a thunderstorm like this could help cover matters that Jasston had supposedly never had to deal with. This of course being crime, pain or murder. Jasston was a peaceful city but within every city there are its secrets and Jasston has a few. One being the murder of a small child. This is where the story begins.
    _ _ _

    A scream erupted within the dark depths of the mansion that was on the only estate that Jasston had. The scream sounded again. There was an audible crack, flesh against leather. The screams stopped. All was silent. Then a crash of thunder was heard and then the flash of lighting was see and so was a small body of a terror filled girl. The girl had rich chocolate brown hair, which was in a dishevelled state. The lighting flashed again, illuminating the girls face blood was trailing down, from her forehead to her left cheek. The thunder was heard again. Another flash of lighting and a scream, that had escaped from the lips of the beyond terrified girl. Another audible crack against her ghostly pale and tainted red skin and the scream stopped short only to be replaced but heavy gasps and heart wrenching sobs.

    In the dark there still shone some light and that light shone showing only the outline of the girl but not her tormenter. Her small frame was shaking in fear and pain. Her mind reeled with one thought. Why wasn’t anyone coming to save her? Little did she know someone did notice the screams over the loud and vicious thunder and lighting. That someone was rushing up the long driveway and no matter how fast that person ran, it would be too late as the little girls fate was sealed.

    A flash a lighting so large that it illuminated the room showing the small girl dangling in the vice grip of a adult, gasping for air that would not come to her. The grip loosened and the girl let out one last scream before the knife was plunged into her small body, riding her of any life she had left.