"Now do you believe I didn't write that note?" Elizabeth asked.
Sarah looked up from the note, and glared at her. "Could you be more insensitive?"
Elizabeth held her hands in the air defensively. "Sorry! I just. . .nevermind. Danielle I'm sorry."
Danielle looked up, but said nothing.
"What are we going to do about this?" Nick asked.
"DO you think someone's really after me?" Danielle asked.
"I don't know." Brian said.
"C'mon." AJ pulled away from the embrace he had Danielle in, and wrapped one arm around her shoulder. "Let's go back to the livingroom."
Danielle nodded as AJ led her into the living room, and everyone followed, except Kevin, who gently laid Pele's body on the stand, unsure of what to do with him, washed his hands, then finally joined everyone else.
"You have to think," Brian was saying. "Who would want you dead?"
"I don't know!" Danielle cried. "I don't know of anyone who hates me, let alone someone who wants to kill me."
"Well, there has to be *someone*." Brittny said.
Danielle shook her head. "There's no one."
"What about that chick who wanted to kick your ass cuz she thought you were dating her boyfriend two weeks ago." Sarah asked.
"Oh my God, that was so pathetic! I was dancing with my cousin at a wedding reception, and she flips out." she explained to everyone. "But, anyways, she was drunk. I highly doubt she wants to kill me."
"Danielle," AJ said. "Obviously someone is out to get you, and if you don't figure out who it is, something bad might happen. You need to think."
Everyone sat silent, thinking. The only sounds came from the TV, where Scream was still playing.
Suddenly Danielle's eyes widened. "Oh my gosh!" she gasped.
"What?" Katie asked.
"Who?" asked Brittny.
"Do ya'll remember like two years ago when I was a juror on the Laughlin Murder case? And the guy was sentenced to death?"
"Yeah," everyone answered almost all at the same time, except for Elizabeth, who said:
"No."
Danielle waved her away. "You didn't know me yet. Anyways, last year I went to jail the day he was supposed to die, and-"
"I was with you." AJ cut in, his eyes widening. "That woman said-"
"She wanted all the jurors dead." Danielle finished.
"Are you serious?" Sarah asked.
Danielle and AJ nodded.
"Well, what are you gonna do?" Kevin asked. "Who ever it is has to be close by if they could ki-I mean. . hurt Pele."
Danielle stood up. "I'm calling the police. Could someone go around my house and make sure every door and window is locked?"
"I'll go." Elizabeth volunteered.
"Do you want me to go with you?" Howie asked.
"No, I'm fine on my own." she gave him a peck on the cheek, and left the room.
Danielle grabbed the phone, and dialed 911.
"Hello, what's your emergency?"
"Someone is sending me threatening letters and just broke into my home and murdered my pet bird." Danielle said.
"What?"
"Someone murdered my bird."
"Is this some kind of joke?"
"No!"
A loud cream came from the TV set.
"Are you sure? Is that Scream I hear in the background?"
"Well, yes, but-"
"Listen, kid, there are *real* emergencies out there. Go play your jokes elsewhere and don't call back again."
"But-!"
"Good-bye!"
Danielle sighed as dial tone filtered through the reciever, and she slammed the phone down.
"What'd they say?" Howie asked.
"They said not to call back." she replied.
"What an ass hole!" Sarah cried.
"I kno-"
Danielle was cut off by the phone ringing. She snatched it up.
"Hello?"
Nobody said anything. All Danielle heard was heavy breathing.
"Hello?"
"I can see you." a high-pitched, scratchy voice said.
"Excuse me?"
"I can see you, Danielle."
"Who are you?"
"You'll find out soon."
"Where are you?"
"In your house."
"How did you-"
Danielle heard dial tone again.
She looked around at her friend. "He's here."