Pacifica

Andrew's POV

HHHOOOOOOONNNNNNNKKKKKKK!!!

"How about you say that to my face you jerk!" Shouted Amanda. This was the 5th car to honk at us and it was getting annoying.

"Stop giving them attention, you're only giving them what they want," Bailey reminded us.

We were on our way to Ford Motor Company, where Pacifica's dad works. It would take us an hour to get there and an hour to get back. We had our bikes with us and were at least 30 minutes away from our destination.

"Whoever killed this one either owns a car, knows someone that would drive them up here, or has no bones in their body to walk or ride a bike this far without hurting something," I said.

"Does anyone know anything we could do to pass the time so we can get our minds off of the pain?" Amanda asked.

"How about a song?" offered Shyla.

"NO!" shouted Amanda and me.

"Come on, we still have 25 minutes to go. We need something that fits the mood," Shyla responded. We were all quiet, Shyla trying to think of what to sing when I heard a small whisper.

"I can't decide," We all looked around to find where the voice was coming from.

"Whether, you should live or die," The voice was a bit louder, but we still couldn't find where it was coming from.

"Oh, you'll probably go to heaven," It was coming from in front of us.

"Please don't hang your head and cry, no wonder why," Found it.

"Bailey?" We all said.

She stopped the bike and turned around with a smile on her face, and it wasn't scary for once. We stopped our bikes as well. "Sorry guys, it's Dixey's favorite song and with her having a bad night last night, I thought it would make her feel better," she informed us.

"No, keep going. Dixey should hear it," I said to her, "Besides, it's a great song."

Her eyes flashed blue for a moment, then she turned back around and pedaled forward. We followed her and listened to her sing.

"My heart feels dead inside. It's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds were going for a ride."

"Oh I could throw you in the lake," I heard Amanda sing. Bailey, still pedaling, turned and grinned at her, then back again.

"Or feed you poison Birthday cake," Bailey continued.

"I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone," they sang together.

"Oh I could bury you alive," Shyla added in.

"But you might crawl out with a knife," I went in.

"And kill me, when I'm sleeping," Bailey said.

"That's why," We all sang together.

"I can't decide, whether, you should live or die. Oh, you'll probably go to heaven. Please don't hang your head and cry. Know wonder why. My heart feels dead inside. It's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds," We all sang.

"We're going for a ride," A familiar voice sang.

We all heard laughter from Bailey's direction. We all looked at each other, then pedaled forward more to be in line with the red-eyed girl. I was to the right of her, Amanda to the left with Shyla following right after.

"Hey guys, mind if I join you?" Dixey asked us.

Shyla's POV

We finally got to Ford at 3:15. We all pulled over and went to the back of the building.

"Alright Amanda, you need to tap into the security cameras and turn them off. You also need to delete the footage that was just taken of us and replace it with the footage taken just before. Can you do that?" Dixey was saying to Amanda.

"Do you have two personalities?" Amanda asked the nice personality. Dixey looked down at her feet and shuffled a bit where she stood. No one else saw this, the other two were working on the cameras.

It only took Amanda 15 long minutes to finish whatever she needed to do and we went inside.

Once we were inside, everything was dark. We all felt the walls to look for a light, I finally found one, and the room illuminated. It was filled with unfinished car parts, done cars that just needed to be tested, and I didn't see a body anywhere.

"Hey um, isn't there suppose to be something to make us want to throw up in here?" I asked confused.

"HAHAHAHA! Very funny Shyla, but yes. Pacifica actually died in one of the machines," Dixey told us.

"What machine killed her?" I asked hesitantly.

She started to walk over to one of the cutting saws and pointed at the metal cutting machine. I couldn't believe that none of us didn't see it before. Blood was everywhere, the floor, the machine, the wall, other machines, and the, of course, our shoes after walking forward.

We all screamed and ran out of the factory, not looking back.

Dixey's POV

And there they go again.

When will they learn that it's best to not run and just face it? They do know that they must come back inside right?

Probably not. Come, let's go get them.

We made our way to the door and went into the light. Once there, we found Andrew by the door rocking back and forth, and Amanda and Shyla huddled together shaking madly.

I clapped my hands together, "Who's ready to go back inside?"

After a fight that lasted 3 minutes, we were back in. We got back to the body and Andrew tried to make a break for it again. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him next to me. "Just where do you think you're going?" I asked him.

"To throw up, what else?" he responded. His eyes were looking at me filled with fear. I figured that he still thought Bailey had control.

"Shyla, Amanda, how are you?" I asked them next, letting go of Andrew.

"We're ok," answered Amanda.

Andrew looked down at his feet and turned to the two girls that were behind us. "Found the photo," He told them.

He bent down and picked it up, this pulled some of the clumps of blood that were on the floor with the picture, so he gave it to me right after. The picture was of me and Pacifica like the others were, we were at lunch in preschool and she was braiding my hair. Just like the other pictures, our hands were shown, so another person took the photo. I put the photo in the bag.

Then came the body. She had her head in the metal cutter, the pin going right through her neck. The pin had gone from the top of the blonde's head to the neck where it sat now. Her mouth was open like she was still trying to call for help, and her eyes were open, filled with terror.

Amanda's POV

I went over to the body and closed the eyes. I looked down and noticed that my feet were covered in blood. Everyone was like that. We all split up to look for the saying, hoping that it wasn't written in anything like her brains or hair. Sadly, one of those was correct.

"Hey everyone, I think I found it," Andrew called us over.

"Before I go over there, what's it written in?" asked Shyla, she looked like she was going to puke at the thought of what it could be.

"Come on, it can't be that bad," Dixey told her. Unconsciously, I had stopped. Dixey walked over to Shyla and me and grabbed our hands, pulling us toward where Andrew was standing.

"See, it's not that bad," Dixey assured us. It was the exact opposite.

Once again the saying,

'I know what you did'

was written. It was written in Pacifica's bright blonde hair.

Sadly that wasn't the worst part. Yes, it was her hair, but it was also still attached to part of the scalp. Pieces of her head were still attached to her hair and they spelled out the spine-chilling words, and it was gut-wrenching.

"The sooner you take the picture Shyla the sooner we can leave," Dixey told Shyla in a surprisingly calm voice.

Shyla brought out her camera and took the photo, she turned back to the horrible body and took another picture. As soon as that was done, we left.

We went on the outside of the building and wiped as much blood as we could off of our shoes as we could. While we were doing that, Dixey went back inside to clean up are footprints that we left behind. Once she came back out, she cleaned her shoes as we looked from the door to see how well she did. There was not a trace of us in there.

We went on our bikes and left the gory site behind us. No one spoke a word until about 20 minutes into the ride. Andrew was the one to break the silents of misery.

"How come you're so calm when we see the bloody sights we've seen Dixey?"

Dixey didn't turn around and answered, "When you grow up with someone who loves gore and blood, and nothing that screamed girly when you saw her, you kinda have a strong stomach."

"Saw her?" I questioned, "But, Bailey is only seen through you, and she doesn't change clothes when she does it."

"When we were little she did," Dixey responded.

We were all quiet again until we reached the park, the time was 5:15.

"Well, we're taking the day off then?" Andrew asked.

"Yes, see you guys on Monday," Dixey told us. She turned and pedaled away.

Once she was out of earshot we all spoke at the same time saying the same thing, "We're following her tomorrow."

We all laughed and calmed down after a bit.

"So what do you guys think we're going to get out of doing this?" Asked Shyla.

"Hopefully answers. I don't recall Dixey dressing up darkly at any time during our childhood," I responded.

"Neither do I. We should be able to get some answers if we watch her though," I agreed.

"Wait, didn't she say that she was going to the jail to explain why she was absent for the day?" Asked Shyla.

"Oh no," Amanda and I said.

Time skip, that night:

??? POV

"You were getting so close to solving the case officer Callanan," I told the old cop, who was tied to the chair in front of me.

"It was you, all this time it was you," Callanan said.

"Nevermind that, you weren't close, you got it," I said surprised.

"You're insane," He sounded frightened, but also like he was trying to hide it.

"Sure I am, what's your point? Anyway, I'm surprised that it only took you this long. I thought that the clues were pretty hard."

"All I did was go by something that was left in the scenes. However, I couldn't find out what the saying meant by, 'I know what you did'. Can you tell me?"

"I would but... I think it would be more fun to kill you,"

He screamed, and I'm sure at least one person heard it. It was as frightening as a child seeing the monster in their closet. Calling for their mothers or fathers to save them, but he wouldn't be saved.

All he had to do was overlook this case and give up. He would be with the living still, with his significant other and their one son. But no....... he had to solve the case, and now the chief will have something waiting for her in her office tomorrow morning.

Time Skip= Morning

Chief Blandin's POV

It was a crisp morning. The leaves were starting to turn their bright yellows and oranges. The air smelled of apple cider and pumpkin, which was why I loved this season.

As I parked my car in the parking lot of the station, I was met by one of the helpers that was recently brought in for three kids being hospitalized by her. I thought about her name for a bit when it hit me in the stomach like a bullet.

'Dixey, the one who was brought in at the age of 10 for a misunderstanding with her friends.' I thought to myself. Dixey walked up to me with a bright smile on her face. I was surprised to see that she was awake at this time to beat me at the office, it being 8 in the morning.

"Hello Chief Blandin, how's your day been?" The bright blue-eyed girl asked.

That was the thing that was most captivating about her, her eyes. When she first came here for the argument she had with her friends, she looked like she was fine. The argument had gotten bloody, but that didn't affect her. Her eyes were still brighter with life than ever, even with her hint of red.

"Fine Miss Dixey. How have you been?" I asked her.

"Just fine Chief," we started to walk to the building so I could let us in.

"I've told you before, we've known each other for 4 years now. Please, call me Mrs. Blandin," After a few exchanged words of 'Please call me that', and 'I'm not sure', I still didn't break her.

I unlocked the door and we entered. Dixey went straight to the jail cells to say hi to her criminal friends and I walked to my office. I unlocked the door and pushed it open.

All I could do was burst into tears. I turned around to get Dixey so she wouldn't half to see it, but she was right behind me. She had a smile on her face, and her once dazzling blue eyes had changed into a bright crimson red. She laughed for a few seconds then stopped abruptly.

Her eyes went back to blue again, and she snapped her fingers.

"What happened Chief?" Her voice was full of worry. I felt as if I was missing something of my life that happened seconds ago, but I didn't know what.