Bloody night

Thick, double-layered black fur! Super, sharp teeth that hang down all the way to the floor. It was five feet tall. The beast had a high-pitched squeaky voice! If it ever wanted to say "roar", it would come out as "reek!" The monster was as slow as a snail, and it smelled like garbage. Its tail was soft with a ball of spikes on the bottom of it.  And it let out a creepy smile.

"Ahhh!! He screamed at the top of his lungs as his mouth was wide open. The monster approached him with a dagger. He started breathing hard with his knees wobbling.

"Please don’t kill me." He pleaded with his voice shaking. His screamed filled the air as the monster stabbed him in the chest. He fell and hit the ground with a loud thud on his backside. The monster continued stabbing him on the floor as his blood filled the wall of the bathroom and disappeared.

The next day,

Ralph woke up due to his phone which kept on ringing. He used his hand to clean his eyes and take the blanket off his body. He reached for his phone on top of his drawer and picked up the call.

"Hello," he muttered.

"Is this Mr Ralph." the caller asked.

"Yes, how may I help you?" he asked, sitting up from the bed.

"Mr Jones has been murdered in cold blood in his bathroom." the caller stated, and Ralph's phone fell from his hand and landed on the floor.

"Hello! hello! Mr Ralph, are you there!" The caller yelled from the phone.

He rose from the bed, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists into tight balls. Trying to control himself, he could not control himself. Within seconds, he erupted like a volcano.

"No!!!" yelling at the top of his lungs, and he dashed into his bathroom.

Minutes later

He finished bathing and quickly put on a blue shirt and plain trouser. He wore his wristwatch and squatted to take his phone from the floor and grabbed his car keys from his drawer. His eyes were burning with fury. He rushed out of his house and into his car. He ignited the engine and speedily drove out of the house.

Minutes later.

He arrived in front of Mr Jones's house. and sighted a lot of reporters and guys with baggy clothes carrying cameras with their van packed outside the house, and people striving to enter the house. The police were brought in to marshal the crowd. He moved closer to the house and grabbed the crime tape, trying to move it above his head.  And a man grasped his hand.  

"Sir, I'm afraid you can’t go in there do you know Mr Jones or are you related to him?" The man asked

"I am Ralph, the CEO of the ED company," he stated.

"Oh, my bad, I'm Inspector Lewis, a homicide investigator, and I was the one who called you earlier," he apologized, grinning.

"That’s good, so what do you think happened to Mr Jones?" Ralph asked

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