Chapter 59 – Murder

26 11 2008

(bizzariarox)

i suppose you heard about mictlantecuhtli’s latest attack yesterday? i was the one who found the body.

it had been a good day up until that point. i’d stopped by at the odd jobs agency on my way back from a game of football i’d been playing with iaru and his mates, and i saw this request for a single delivery, that said it was urgent, to be made to a house in forest floor, under tree top town. that’s not far from where i live, so i thought, why the hell not? 20€ just for delivering a parcel!

so i took the bus home as usual, but instead of stopping there, i headed on to forest floor. i’d forgotten just how dark it gets there in the evenings. it took me a little while to find the house in the dark, but i found it, and delivered the parcel successfully. i turned to hurry back so as to catch the last bus to south dock, but i took a wrong turn down one of the streets and wound on the edge of the woods. i was going to just turn back, but then i spotted this figure slumped against a tree. i thought it might be someone hurt, so i just went to have a look. i saw it was a man, and that he wasn’t moving, so i called out, “are you ok?” he didn’t react at all, and then i got closer and realised the guy had a little black “m” on his forehead.

that was the most surreal moment ever. for a moment, i thought it couldn’t be real, you know? like i was imagining it or something. and then i panicked. i straightened up, looked around, and ran. i didn’t stop running until i was out from under tree top town and back in the open. then i called the police, and told them what i’d seen.

it was hard to get the words out. i think i was in shock. then of course they wanted a full explanation of everything, what was i doing there, did i see anything suspicious, etc. so it was a while before i could go home, and i was exhausted by that point. i had to hand my proof-of-delivery slip thingy in today, cause the agency was closed by the time i was done talking to the police.

why does everything crazy seem to happen around me? i mean, am i being punished for something? do i have bad karma?

everyone at school has wanted to discuss what happened. normally i’d be the first to tell everyone about such an exciting tale, but i’m so tired today, and i’m really not in the mood for people being morbid. as far as i can tell, i’m lucky to be alive myself. if the killer had still been around, they could have been really close by. the whole experience was scary as hell.

need sleepp now…. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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Chapter 53 – Good news, bad news

12 11 2008

(johnny07)

A lot of remarkable things have been happening lately in this area. Some very good things, some very bad things. You might have heard about them on the news.

Good news first. It turns out miracles do happen. Bradley Turner, a girl from my school, was kidnapped over half term. She isn’t someone I know very well, but I was really glad that she was back in school yesterday, and completely unhurt. Everyone in the sixth form has been celebrating. It’s so rare that any of these news stories has a happy ending, so something like this is really uplifting.

In decidedly less good news, there have been a number of murders in this city in the past couple of weeks. There has been a bit of a panic about these recent killings because they appear to have all been committed by one person, or possibly some kind of gang or cult. Three bodies have been found in the past couple of weeks, two of them left in canals, all of them under the age of 25, and all with the letter “m” drawn on their foreheads in marker pen. Furthermore, there was that taunting letter in the papers, which is definitely something a serial killer would do – just look at the historical cases: the Zodiac Killer, Jack the Ripper, David Berkowitz… they all wrote letters and sent them to police or press, or left them for police to find.

The latest killing of this kind was only just reported: the body of a young man was found in an underpass in Bridgeside. That’s a notoriously violent area, but it isn’t all that far from where I live, and I find the whole business deeply disturbing.