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Chapter 2-Trails of a Killer _Chapter 2-Trails of a KillerChapter 2-Trails of a Killer _ by ~Daisuke-Josher
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“Another day”
Jaycelle walked slowly to her block. The noisy sounds of Block C were echoing around her as usual. Smiling to herself, she walked up the stairs leading to her classroom. To her surprise, a familiar figure was waiting for her at the top of the stairs.
“Long time no see Jay!” said the person.
Ryan Andrew was smiling to her. He had grown slimmer and much taller within those seven months of them not meeting. He was exactly the same height as her now. Similarly to Jaycelle, he was also allocated in Block C but since people from different class
Chapter 1-Brandon Siew Year 9YChapter 1-Brandon Siew Year 9YChapter 1-Brandon Siew Year 9Y by ~Daisuke-Josher
Joshua arrived at Block B as soon as he could. Things had been pretty quiet at SMAS High School the past few months. As usual he wore his black glasses, which without he wouldn’t be able to see clearly. Being in Block A, he wore the normal school uniform of a black coat with a white uniform shirt inside. He also wore black uniform school pants and black shoes.
When he first saw Shawn, he almost didn’t recognize him. Over a few months, Shawn had grown reasonably taller and looked older as well. Though he was fifteen, he looked much more mature than he had looked in the past. In his school uniform he
PROLOGUE _____________________PROLOGUEPROLOGUE _____________________ by ~Daisuke-Josher
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Shawn was running. The steady beat of his heart thumped against his chest. After checking his watch again, he realized that he would make it to school in time. After reaching Saint Andrew’s, his heart was beating heavily. “I made it” he thought to himself.
“Huh? What are all those people doing there? They’re blocking the way to the classrooms” he thought to himself. He started edging his way through the crowd.
When he reached the front of the crowd, a shudder ran down his spine. A boy, probably around his age was lying on the gro
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