the mystery [phanfiction]

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The air was freezing, and the streets were bare, unusual for downtown London on All Hallows' Eve. Dan was on the way back from the grocery store, holding his bags full of stuff for his dinner date with Phil. He walked through the empty streets, bags in hand, but he could feel someone staring at him, watching him walk home. "That can't be" he thought, there's no one around to be seen. He began to feel paranoia set in, these fears were soon confirmed as more than mere uneasiness when he heard clear footsteps behind him. deliberate footsteps which gained volume and distance with each step, closing in, getting louder and louder. He started walking faster and faster till he started sprinting. He ran up the stairs to the door to his flat, and stumbled to find his keys. His heart was racing, as his hand found the metal and pulled it out. He unlocked the door and ran in, slamming it behind and looked at the floor, breathing heavily. As he opened his eyes, he saw blood all over the floor. "PHIL!" he cried out in terror. As he walked to the living room, and saw Phil's lifeless body spread across the floor, covered in blood and viciously mutilated, his intestines spread out across the floor, the chest cavity torn open and all the organs displaced, it was an absolutely visceral scene. Dan started violently sobbing, stumbling to the dining room and sitting down. He looked up seeing a ruined candlelit dinner laid out in front of him, "what's this?" he asked to himself, he stood and examined the table. He recognized what he fondly knew to be champagne glasses not reduced to small shards scattered on the floor. "What is going on?" he questioned himself, "OH MY FUCKING GOD," he choked the words out inbetween sobs, "I KILLED PHIL"

The memories started flooding back to him, the knife stabbing him again and again. The blood covering his face and arms, the red liquid coating his clothes. "I don't even remember anything, the dinner, the murder, or even going to the grocery store," his voice trailed off. "I don't remember buying anything at the grocery store," he started running to the bags he left at the door. He rummaged through the bag, "All there is, is bleach, garbage bags, and a...a knife." Dan looked over to Phil then back at the bag, "No, no, no, I can't do this, he can't be disrespected like this" He started thinking, sobbing into his chest, sitting on the floor. This is the only thing you can do Daniel, I killed him and now you have to pick up the pieces "I don't remember killing him, I don't remember what happened between the date and now, and now I'm hearing voices, okay yeah that's not crazy" It's the only thing you can do Daniel, cut him up into little pieces and bury him in the forest outside of town "No I can't" You must Daniel, or else you'll die too

Dan had no choice but to do as the other voice said, cut Phil up into tiny pieces and bury him in the forest outside of town. But first he had to get rid of most the evidence. He poured the bleach in a plastic bin, then placed Phils body inside waiting for his fingerprints to disappear. He them took his body out and cut him into tiny pieces placing them in a garbage bag. He then took him and a gallon of lighter fluid, matches, and a plastic container and took him took him into the woods, burned the bag then buried a whole six feet deep. He proceeded to take the ashes and put them in a plastic container and put his remains in the hole. He covered the grave with dirt and proceeded to say his goodbyes. "Phil you were the best husband I could ever ask for, I just don't know what happened. I loved you Phil, I still love you, forever and always" He walked back home, desperate to tell someone what he has done, but the voice inside his head told him not too.

Months later and Dan still lives alone. He's become a recluse, his friends never visit. But today was different, PJ stopped by today to take his mind off of Phil.

"So how have you been?" PJ asked,

"Bad." Dan replied

"Do you want to watch a movie?",

"Sure why not the one where the two gay gays have a romantic dinner and one kills the other. Because I love that one" Dan realized what he just said, "I didn't mean that."

PJ looked at him shocked, "What did you just say?" he mumbled,

"I DIDN'T MEAN THAT." Dan screamed,

"I think I better go," PJ said, bolting out the door.

Dan ran to the bedroom, looking in the mirror, "What did I just do?" Dan said to himself, "He's gonna go to the police I just know it," he sighed, "what the fuck am I going to do know what you're going to do Daniel, you're going to die "The voice inside my head is back" I told you not to tell Daniel "I know you did, I just couldn't take it anymore." I told you not to tell He said taking a gun and shooting his brains out, covering blood all over the walls.