The beach was filled with hundreds of white sun beds, where you could just lie down, enjoy looking at the marvellous white clouds and experience the natural things of life. The sand was cold, but so thin that it would immediately slip out of your fingers, like the water falling from a waterfall.

Teens ran about the beach freely, enjoying life to the fullest. For about two hours the teens were having fun, just playing around on the lovely brown sand. What they didn’t know is that their fun, was all about to change. A mysterious figure stood in a tree, holding something, about a meter long in length and black. The black figure stood there, like if it was waiting for something or someone.

The night started to become cold, the waves grew bigger and gave off a frightening noise every time they crashed. The noise was like a loud thunderstorm, which scared

A red Ferrari and a silver Porsche were parked outside. The mansion was impossible to get into, unless you were let in. Mrs. Cassier arrived and she rang the bell. The camera detected her and she was let in. She was a holding a brown package probably to deliver to this rich man. The police had to find out who owned this house and why Mrs. Cassier was there.

A long night had passed, the police didn’t know what was happening because all the cameras were dead, but they still today, at the transfer to find out what was happening. The whole day they were preparing, getting equipment and getting a whole army of police to break the transfer. They still hadn’t heard anything from Mrs. Cassier. The night was coming and the police were arriving at the warehouse. They all had to hide behind cars, trucks, lories and anything they would not have been seen behind. People started arriving, lorries pulled over in the warehouse and people started rushing out of it. Soon a few more lorries came.

‘John, John Cassier has just been killed!’ One of the guys screamed in horror.

This description fit the description that one of the boys had given the police before. Could there be any relationship between the two murders? How come the mum wasn’t killed but the rest of the family was? The police decided to spy on the mum for a few days, just to make sure that she hadn’t been causing the murders.

“Thank you. I owe you something.”

people and made them cuddle up in their beds. It was getting very dark now you could barely see anything. They needed lights so four of the guys went of to find them. Now the teens were a bit tired, they were all lying on the sun beds, talking and gossiping to each other.

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