#006: Skating. (The Party: I)

You don't think something like that is going to happen at a skating rink. I mean you wouldn't think it would normally, but really not at a skating rink.

~Micah

The sun was bright, the air was cool, and they were on their way to a party.  The drive was short, and they were prepared for a simple day of skating. The first car to arrive was Micah's, with his two passengers, Amelia and Emma. They pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car. As they walked to the front doors, Emma stopped suddenly.

"Is something wrong?" Amelia asked.

"No," Emma responded, hesitantly, "nothing's wrong." She began walking again, but slower. She muttered something under her breath, before repeating it.

"What's that?" Micah asked.

"De... decapitat... decapitation."

I really don't have a lot of time to write today, so this is going to have to be it. It's over 100 words, so I'm fine right? Right.