The Halloween Week Murders

17

Danny Dawson

October 31st, 2020, 6:00 PM

Ann Arbour, Michigan

University of Michigan

At exactly 6:00, I take over.

I am no longer the happy go lucky boy I once was.

I was murdered. And the people who didn't notice, everyone, will pay.

Theodore. Theodore Howard did it.

Spencer's brother.

She doesn't know, but for years we've hated each other.

When we were 15, he was angry at me. He thought I'd forcefully came on to Spencer.

Which never happened.

We were literally just sitting around, and I got a little to close.

Wrong moment, wrong time.

Why else would he kill me? There is no way he could've known about Diane.

I'm dead now, and I guess looking back on my life I should feel remorse.

But I don't. I did things other people would regret.

I cheated on Rowan.

But she just was never enough. I loved her at one point, I truly did.

But when Diane came along, I couldn't resist.

Theo couldn't have known about it. Either way, Spencer and Rowan don't talk to him anymore.

I don't know what he did. No one ever shared that with me.

No matter what, Theo couldn't know.

We were good at keeping it a secret. Plus, he dropped that overprotective brother act a long time ago.

The past is the past.

But if your murderer was walking free, no punishment, you'd also be furious.

It's burning, stinging behind my dead eyes.

My body is practically rolling in my grave.

I can never rest till all of them are dead.

Each.

And.

Every.

One.