10AM
The school was locked down. Police flooded the halls. Grief counsellors were stationed in the gym.
Detectives questioned students one by one.
Bella cried when asked about Kelvin. She gave her best broken voice. "I saw him last week... I don't know who would do something like this..."
No one doubted her.
She was sweet. She was soft-spoken.
She was perfectly invisible.
All eyes were looking for a monster.
No one expected the girl sitting quietly in the third row of English class, doodling hearts in the margins of her notebook.
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That Night
Bella sat cross-legged on her bed.
The room was spotless. It's lit by a soft pink lamp. Posters on the wall. Teddy bear at the foot of the bed.
She pulled a small lockbox from beneath her dresser. Opened it.
Inside: three sealed jars.
One with an eye.
One with an ear.
Her trophies.
She held them up to the light. Admired them.
Online, the world burned with