My daughter shot and my guests asking questions about what had had happened and I only stood there asking the same questions too .

Suddenly there was another scream in the night .

Then we all turned and heard another shot in the night , not again it was one of my guests now laying dead on the living room floor I had no time to grieve for my daughter and there was somebody somewhere picking us off but why or who ? Murder had no reason or motive .

Suddenly yet another scream .' Over hear ,' Someone had cried and we'd turned and suddenly this was getting out of control . Someone to else was here but who ? Suddenly then another scream . This time the chandlier overhead move in fact there was no wind .But it moved .

Then to suddenly we heard a door slam suddenly .

' Can't take it,' one of my guests said .

to be continued ......................................