Elle's Murder Spree

A car pulls up in front of the Hawkins mansion and dumps a large bag on its steps of the gate before driving away. It’s the early hours of the morning and everyone inside the mansion is sleeping. The bag, however, is moving and making grunting noises.

Luckily, a guard has spotted the car and is curious about the bag. Most of the guards have gone for Master Hector’s work while the others are at the airport to pick up Vincent and he’s the only one left for the night. He frowns as he walks up to it and unties the rope.

“Master Hector!” The guard gasps as Hector’s angry form appears from it, tied and gagged up. He’s struggling to be freed. The guard unties him.

“When is my father coming?” He growls at the guard.

“Sir, are you hurt-”

“WHEN IS HE COMING?” Hector snarls.

“H-He’s coming home around 9 AM-”

Hector doesn’t linger around but dashes inside the mansion. He runs past Amelia’s room, his footsteps thundering down the hallway. Hector rushes into the room he shares with Elle.

“Elle!” He