suicide

past to present

It had been a few days since Derek's death, after attending his burial servos I was finally at peace with what had happened. nothing had happened with the phone in a long time, and my life had returned back to normal. But there were still so many questions unanswered racing through my head. What had Derek seen that was so horrible he killed himself? Was it the same thing that all the other boys had seen? How did Tina know what was going to happen? Some night there are just to many questions that I just cant sleep. But one night I was sleeping when suddenly there was this noise I woke up, shuffled around looking for the noise, eventually I had to tune on the light, I was blinded for a few seconds and then suddenly I realized what was making the noise. I opened my bed-side draw, and there it was the phone. I held it in my hand, unsure what to do with it...

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

I'll just leave it, just forget about it, let it go... But curiosity got the better of me, I dragged my finger across the screen and put it up to my ear.

There is silence like always, I wait, wait to hear her voice. Nothing. Nothing. Then a voice rings out, it's Tina's. I would know it anywhere.

"Help her, look at the past."

Click. Call end.

I sit on my bed the phone still at my ear...a hundred questions racing through my head... what did Tina mean "look at the past." What past, who's past...I mean I kinda figured that I should find out a bit about what happened to the other girls, but until now it had never really crossed my mind. I roll over and look at my clock the time is 4:37 am, and with all these questions running through my head I'm obviously not getting to sleep tonight, so I might as well start my research. I set myself up at my desk with my computer and a cup of coffee; I open Google and type in the first name... Emily tressor and press search. 68,400 results. I scroll down the page reading all the web links...'10 news, lady found dead, what happened?' '7 news, lady found murdered outside of a bar downtown, who did it' it's just the same story one after the other. So I just pick one to see what they say happened.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN FOUND DEAD OUTSIDE A BAR DOWNTOWN.

The picture accompanying the article was definitely Emily. I continued reading.

Early on the morning of may 15th, 2012. A lady by the name of Emily tressor, was found in an ally behind a bar downtown. The man behind the bar had this to say... "We all knew Emily well, she was here most weekends, She loved to sing karaoke and was always up of a challenge. She would always arrive alone but when she left at the end of the night she would always have picked up some young hipped up boy, to take home...I guess this time she did not make is as far as that. She will be very much missed."

The police are working their very hardest to fined her killer, and a sure her family and the public that this man will be found and brought to justice. The head officer had this to say when we asked what happened. "At this time we are not at liberty to release any information until we have more evidence. What we do know is that this poor woman was raped before she was murdered. That is all I wish to say at this time, thank you"

I sip at my coffee, the foam leaving a mark above my lips. I open a new tab and type in the next name in the phones contact list. Evelyne Gormley 113,000 results. I look down the page until I fined the news reporter that did the Emily report. They were pretty informative last time so maybe they and help with this girl. As the page loads I down my coffee and set it aside.

TEEN GIRL FOUND CHOKED TO DEATH IN HER CAR, OUTSIDE PERENTS HOUSE.

The picture accompanying the article was definitely Evelyne. I continued reading.

Late on the night of June 12th, 2012. Young Evelyne Gormley was found in her car choked to death, non self-inflicted. The investigator is lead to believe that Evelyne was coming home from her date, her date bushed on to her and what she refused he bushed her in to the back of the car, striped her if her cloths and both strangled and inserted himself this poor girl, she was then left to be found by her farther when she failed to come inside after being parked outside their house for 45 min.

When we talked to the head officer about all the killings in the last 3 months he had this to say. "over the last 3 months there have been 3 deaths, at this time we can not fined a connection between the girls other then they were sexually abused before death. Seeing as the girls were not killed in the same way... we can come to the conclusion that this is not the same killer. We may have a lead on the first killing but are yet to follow it up. Thank you."

I sit at my deck, contemplating what I have just read, that poor family, to have found their daughter like that. I really feel for them. I open a new tab and am about to type in the next girls name... Lisa Hallam. When the phone rings,

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

I pick it up, my hands shacking, I swipe my finger across the screen and hold it to my ear. Silence, always silence until she specks. Although this time the silence goes on for what feels like forever. Then I hear her voice...

" Simon Gundlach, fined him."

Click. Call end.

Even thought the call has ended the still call out... "Wait what is that, and what does he have to do with...anything"

I know she could not hear me but I don't really mined, me calling out was more for me then to get an answer from her.

So instead of typing in the name Lisa Hallam, and finding out how she was killed, I type in the name 'Simon Gundlach' 183,000 results. I look down the page to my favorite news reporter and click on the news report they did about him. As soon as the page loads I know who he was...he was the boy in the picture with Emily, in the photos photo library. I read the title of the report...

"MAN FOUND DEAD IN HIS HOUSE, AFTER KILLING EMILY TRESSOR."