I’m still debating on whether or not to kill Jenny so please tell me your thoughts in your review. Enjoy!

(Chap 2: Insane again)

Keena found herself in another part of London. It was unfamiliar, yet familiar at the same time, what with the dirty, dusty cobblestone street and the polluted air thick with smog. She was hiding behind a wall leading to some sort of square. She looked around the corner but kept herself hidden.

“Let go of me. Get away, or-” Jenny said struggling against the figure pinning her down.

“Or you’ll what? Ya ‘ave no weapon, and ya little friends don’t know where ya are. Heck, the police aint bothering ta look for ya.” said the figure. Jack the Ripper.

Strangely, this Jack the Ripper seemed to be no older than 19, but all of the suspects for Jack the Ripper where in there 30’s or so. Keena saw Jack’s eyes move in her direction so she quickly moved her head back behind the wall and plastered herself against it.

“Now stay still.” he growled.

Keena looked around the corner again to see what he was trying to do Jenny. She turned back around. Anger began to build up inside her. She grabbed the silver straight razor from the pouch (similar to Sweeney’s) on her belt. She opened the razor so it purposely made a loud ‘click’, which rung through the abandoned streets and got the Ripper’s attention. He dropped Jenny, who watched in amazement as Keena walked into the lamplight. Jenny got up and ran to her friend.

“Go, you better get home.” Keena said, pushing Jenny away. She tried to get her friend to come with her but Keena refused. “If I go too, he’ll follow us. I’ll deal with him. Go home. Now.” she ordered. Jenny didn’t argue again, she just ran.

Jack ran for her with his dagger but Keena dodged him. He went for her again but she moved, causing him to run into a wall. She hid in the shadows until he came close enough and tried to slit his throat, but he ducked and the two cut each others arm. The two fought for ages when she suddenly felt a blast of wind.

She sat up and grabbed the razor and held it to the man’s throat. But instead of Jack the Ripper being there it was Sweeney. Just then she realised that she was in her room, in her bed. In her dream she had already had the razor in her hand, and that she had just grabbed the one from her windowsill right beside her. You see, after everything that had happened with the judge and all, Sweeney wanted the teenagers to be safe, so he gave each of them one of his razors, making sure he had one for himself to use of coarse.

“Oh… sorry.” Keena muttered, lowering the blade, closing it and pitting it back on the sill. Her eyes became filled with tears. “Jenny… she still hasn’t came back yet has she?”

“No.” he shook his head. She could tell he was worried about Jenny, although he’d never admit it. “We’ve gone to the police, but with the Ripper on the loose they aren’t bothering to find her… their’s going to be a memorial tomorrow.” he said, putting his arm around his little sister.

“She’s alive… Jack’s got her but she’s alive. I know it.” She wriggled out of his grasp. “I have to go look for her.” she got up, grabbing her razor. “I can find her and get rid of Jack in the process.” she tried to leave byt Sweeney stopped her.

“No your not. She may still be alive, and if you are right what do you think will happen when you find him? He has killed women much older and stronger than you. He’ll murder you. Your staying here.” and with that he left.

Keena dropped to the floor, tears silently falling gown her face. She wouldn’t just forget Jenny… she couldn’t.

Keena:

Close every door to me,
Hide all the world from me
Bar all the windows
And shut out the light

Do what you want with me,
Hate me and laugh at me
Darken my daytime
And torture my night

If my life were important I
Would ask will I live or die
But I know the answers lie
Far from this world

Close every door to me,
Keep those I love from me
Children of Israel
Are never alone
For I know I shall find
My own peace of mind
For I have been promised
A land of my own

Just give me a number
Instead of my name
Forget all about me
And let me decay

I do not matter,
I'm only one person
Destroy me completely
Then throw me away

If my life were important I
Would ask will I live or die
But I know the answers lie
Far from this world

Close every door to me,
Keep those I love from me
Children of Israel
Are never alone
For we know we shall find
Our own peace of mind
For we have been promised
A land of our own

Sorry it’s a bit short, but it’s longer than the first chapter anyway. The song was ‘Close every door’ from one of my other favourite musicals, Joseph. You know the drill, see you later!