Name: Devin Quill
Date: April 7, 2009
Its been two days since the therapy my sister set up for me. After my mom and dad were murdered I've been going insane. Who would do such a thing? They were such sweet people. They didn't do anything but stay at home and drive to the grocery store. Every so often they'd go to garage sales. But who would murder two 80 year olds in their own home? Its insane. The therapy seems to be working though. I guess. But I got to go, my sister wants to go out to eat and deal with the financials.
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With this he shut his journal to someone knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" He yelled from down the hall.
"The only person who wants to visit you, now open the door," the person yelled from the door.
Devin walks to the door and opens it.
"God Sarah, couldn't you wait a little longer?" Devin said sarcastically.
"Well sorry for being late, traffic was horrible," Sarah said.
"Mhm, okay. Let's get going, they're not gonna hold our reservations forever," Devin said.
They get in the car and drive to the restaurant.
"Alright so what financials are we going to discuss?" Devin asked.
"Actually, we're not discussing financials. They know who mom and dads killer is. They have a picture of what he looks like..." Sarah said silently.
Devin got up out of his chair and looked away.
"Sarah. Why would you tell me this? I'm finally starting to settle down with this, but you come and tell me the cops found their killer? God. I'm sorry but I'm going home. Thanks for lunch."
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April 8, 2009
So Sarah just told me that the found mom and dads killer. The murderer. HE KILLED THEM! This has been on my mind all day. Day and night. They gave me a picture of him. In case he comes after me or Sarah. I stare at this photo, and a small part of me wants to go after him. Wants to give him a taste of his own medicine. To kill. Oh my god. What am I talking about. Killing him? I gotta go clear my head.
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"Oh my god. They found him. What am I supposed to do?" Devin said driving in downtown Riverport.
"You kill him!" A mysterious voice said.
Devin swerves and parks.
"WHO IS THAT!?" He screamed.
"Its me Devin. The voice in your head. The one you blocked out. The part of you who knows how to take care of this guy." The voice said.
"NO! You're not killing anyone. We're not killing anyone." Devin said.
"Oh come on. It'll be fun. Let me take control for a little but it'll be fuuuuuuuuuun.
Devin's body jolts up and relaxes.
"Now I'm in control. I need a name for myself. How about...Dylan. Yeah. I like it. Now let's find this guy."
