A figure landed to the ground with a huge thud, clutching its arm bracefully, the crimson liquid staining the cold, hard, street. 

	"Haha.. must've hit an artery. You won't last long now.."
	 A deep voice echoed through the empty street, the dim streetlights threw shadows across the black street as a figure stood in front. Its dark laughter was something strangely low and smooth. The figurine held something in its hands, something that closely resembled a notebook, or planner. 
	The strange apparition bent down to the bleeding person, sticking its finger on the ground where the blood was dripping. It stood up, and examined its own finger, then bringing it to the journal and swiping it across, in a check mark pattern.
	"I'll just leave you here.. won't be long anyway. Someone will find you, I'll be sure of it." 
	The apparition announced to the poor creature on the ground, brought its finger to its mouth and licked the remains off of it. It picked up its weapons, merely just two shotguns. One of them had one less bullet then the other, but you could guess where the other bullet was.
	"Goodbye now.." It said in a somewhat cheery voice.

The person was left, its wound gushing forward onto the cold ground. The figure earlier must have been right, it must've hit an artery, it wouldn't be bleeding for this long...

Drip.
Drip.
Drip..

A slight pitter patter of footsteps was heard on the end of the road, it soon became more fast paced, as it ran towards its target.
"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY?" A lady's voice was heard, no answer.

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"Janna Squirrel. Enter the court now please."
	A dark dusty colored squirrel rambled into the courtroom, swinging the end of her multicolored tie in her hand. Hmm. Wonder what she did this time. 
	The squirrel took a seat, her tail barely fitting through the back end of the chair, she sighed contently and crossed her fingers on the top desk. She drummed her fingers as the judge proceeded to talk to her, making unbelievable faces as she was being accused.
	"That's a big fat lie Mr. Judge guy. I don't know where you got that from, but its not true!"
	A member from the other side of the courtroom stood up and brought a manilla folder to Janna's table. He opened it and set it in front of her, showing her the many pictures of mauled people, each with their own signature wound.
	"..How is that me? I ain't killin' nobody now." She scoffed, looking up at the judge with disbelieving eyes.
	He wasn't done showing her this 'evidence'. The man slid out a small bag out of the folder, and placed it in front of her. He spoke sternly.
	"Miss Squirrel, this was found at one of the sites where some of these bodies where found. It seems to be part of your hair." He said, gesturing to her dark brown hair.
	"NO WAY. Tell me why would I be goin' 'round killing people for?!"
	"That's what we're trying to figure out. Any alibi at all Miss Squirrel?"
	"I don't know who the fuck you think you're kidding, I'd never kill anyone!" She hissed at him, standing up from her chair and slamming her hands down on the desk. It seemed as if she hadn't done or said anything, he carried on with his explanation.
	"Mhmm well.. you're being charged for 20 years in jail so far, bail will be quite expensive.." He looked at her clothes. "I don't think you would be able to afford it, after all." He snickered, flicking his fork like tongue in the air. 
	"TWENTY YEARS? Y'all gotta be kiddin' me.." She glowered icily at the snake, her nose held high in the air. She was sure she didn't kill anyone, but nothing is ever sure with Janna..

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	Janna returned to her home, Erika sitting on the couch, watching the news. She heard Janna walk inside the door, and called out, "Hey Janna! There's gonna be some snow storm tomorrow! I can't wait to go sledding tomorrow!" She said excitedly, waiting for Janna's excited reaction.
	"Shut it Kow.. I'm not in the mood." 
Erika jumped off the couch, looking over towards Janna, wondering if it was the same old friend she had known for most of her life. "Janna..?"
	"I said quiet, please Erika. I have a lot on my mind right now.." She muttered, walking up the stairs to her bedroom, the confused kangaroo following behind her. Janna jumped on the bed, lying on her face. "Mmfph.."
	"Janna.. Are you okay?"
	"Erika, if I was okay, would I be excited about your little snowman plan tomorrow?"
	"I suppose so.. What happened?"
	"Just, leave me alone right now.. I can't tell you about it."
	"I'm your best friend, why not?!"
	"Get out Erika."
The purple kangaroo left the room, angry and confused. She slammed the door to Janna's bedroom and went back to sit downstairs, turning off the TV and looking at the clock. 6:52. 'What has gotten into her..' She thought to herself. "Maybe I'll go visit Izzy, she'll raise my spirits again.." She grabbed her jacket and threw it around her shoulders, stood up and closed the door.

	Meanwhile..

	Janna sat up in her room, her ears flicked when she heard Erika close the front door. She stood up on her bed, bouncing on it a couple of times before jumping off. She walked over to her dresser and threw out some of the clothes she had put in there earlier. She pulled out two small guns which she kept at the back of the drawer, put them into her front pockets and opened the window. She scampered to her closet and slid on a dark brown raggety jacket. She hopped out the window and towards the forest, making it there in record time.

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If someone screams in the forest, and no one is there to hear it, will there be a chance someone will help them?