"Oh you mean this? It's just a little gift that I have prepared for you", Erika replied excitedly with a creepy smile plastered on her lips but Mary has a feeling that the gift Erika was holding wouldn't be a good one. "But before I can give it to you, I would like to ask you a question".
"What is that?" Mary asked Erika with her voice much more toned down now.
"Why did you kill grandma Elizabeth?" The smile on her face had completely fallen, replaced with a cold and distant expression.
Mary felt as if a thunder storm was above her head. Suddenly the temperature in the warehouse had dropped, her forehead glistened with sweat and her throat went dry. She tried to swallow her saliva but it seemed like as if she would choke anytime soon.
"W...what? W...who told you t...that?" She stuttered, trying to avoid eye contact with Erika who wasn't pleased with her answer.
