Massacre survivors, Sam and Tara Carpenter, follow a precise routine; locked doors, no midnight gatherings, and limited social media━except for their mother, Christina. She pretends and avoid the elephant in the room between the sisters. The tragedy...
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March 27, 2022. 9:32 PM.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ FRANCIS DUNCAN must die tonight.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ I should've done this earlier when he was closer to me, where I could linger by his window and watch him until he fell asleep. I should've been braver to attack him right then when he was psychically vulnerable before he became the so-called "promising young man" who made his daddy so proud.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Then I realized, it'd be too rash to just brutalize him. That'll immediately flash on the news headline a week later and call it "murder by sick vengeance". I needed to pace the execution. I needed to invite the audience to a slow-burn game, or this would've all been a bore. Besides, Francis played with me first. Why should I make this whole thing so elementary for people to avenge his death?
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤI'm way ahead of myself. Firstly, why must he die?
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤHe's loved by many, not just by several of his admirers but as a cliche role model of an ambitious guy. He's the kind who'd play a piano piece for an integration program at school and don a bright smile every girl would compliment in whispers as he receives the valedictorian award. He's a swimmer, too. I've watched him do his drills for fun before he went competitive. As he peaked in competitions, he was deemed the perfect campus heartthrob. He's sometimes confused for being a playboy. That's merely the fact he hangs with boys who are one–strangely, he still does after graduating College. I'll never understand the friendship between men. Among them, he's the only vocal believer in the sex-before-marriage bullshit.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤNot until that one fateful night.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤLet what follows after his death unravel everything later.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤWith that, he happens to make sense being the first piece of this entire puzzle. It can be quite a shocker if he suddenly vanished in thin air. It would seem that he was struggling once again and this time, his hopelessness defeated him for good. I could make it look like he killed himself; at least by theory if they fail to find his body in time.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤThere was so much more I wanted to tell.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤI'd give myself away if I kept talking. Isn't that the purpose of this ridiculous ghost mask? To me, it isn't just some disguise.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤI reflected on two reasons why, in some way, this ghost mask is fitting for tonight's plan.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤOne is that no one takes this costume seriously nowadays. Stab birthed a generation with worms for brains. It baffled me at first, learning it was based on a true crime somewhere in California. In turn, it became a blockbuster that dominated theaters, and created some kind of cult for the masked killer.
