One morning, I woke up and smelled the sickly smell of blood in the air. "Argh!" I screamed as I entered my Mum's bedroom. There she was lying on the floor, clear as day, dead. My mind ran astray as I thought about how this could have happened. Suddenly I heard the front door slam shut! It wasn't Dad because he was in London and it couldn't have been my brother because he was at University.
I crept along the landing and there I saw a train of blood leading downstairs and to the front door. Suddenly I saw it, the nanny wasn't in her bedroom. Infact she wasn't in the house at all. Maybe it was her! I grabbed the phone and dialled 999 but for some reason there was no answer. What could I do?