Howie's funeral was today,' Nick typed later that night. 'I feel sorry for his parents. They've lost two of their kids in less than a year. I don't know how anyone can handle it. AJ's barely talking although he told me that everytime he closes his eyes, he can see Howie. Not the way he wants to, of course, but the way he say him last. I just want it all to end. Actually, I wish that it had never started.'
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That night, Joey was at home watching an Ally McBeal rerun. That was good because he wasn't really paying attention to the TV. He was still thinking. He glanced at the TV. He could see his reflection in it, and then there was another one behind him.
Joey turned around to face her.
"Hello Jospeh," she said, smiling at him.
"It's you?" he asked in shock.
"Yes."
"How could you do it?"
"I had to."
She then preceded in telling Joey how she had done everything and why.
"And guess what?" she said. "You're next."
Before Joey even had time to object, she took out a small, round, silver object and flipped out a point.
'I know who the killer is!' Joey screamed in his mind. She stabbed him the back of the neck and the process began.
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