The fear seemed to grip him more, as he was about to say the name out. Like he suddenly got the chills.
“What are you saying? Spit it out already.” Amy urged, already frustrated. Jason took a deep breath, and Amy was surer than ever. For him to behave in that manner, it could only mean one thing— the main killer was in the house.
Who else could that be? Grandfather Aaron, of course. No one else.
“Amy, I'll get back to you. Three days, right? I promise. Just don't do anything silly, and wait for my message.”
“You're not thinking of murdering me, are you? Because if you do, you'll go down in the worst way ever.”
Amy walked towards the door, and pulled it, only to bump into Lily.
Lily looked from Amy to Jason, with confusion lighting her face.
“Why don't you two just complete your
