I shut down my computer. I went to bed. I woke up the next morning. I had no nightmares. I walked down the steps. My mom wasn't there. She left a note,
Honey,
I have left to go get some groceries. I'll be back soon.
Love,
Mom!
I smiled. I left the house. I got in my van. I drove off. I saw Diedrich and his friends hanging around his house. I watched them all enter the house except for one. He stayed outside. I watched him walk out to the backyard of my house. I parked my car and followed him.
I walked to my backyard and couldn't believe what I saw. The boy was hung in the tire swing. I watched his dead eyes go to the back of his head. I saw Diedrich run over. His eyes got huge.
"Whuyut haepenned?"
He asked still big eyed and scared. I explained the man of many hats. I asked him to come inside. He went into the house. I stayed out and saw a toboggan and a note. I picked up the toboggan and read the note.13of15. I ripped up the note and went inside.
"Whue iyus thiyus mayun?"
Diedrich asked. I explained,
"He has been murdering almost all of the people I see."
Diedrich started to edge away. I noticed,
"Diedrich, you're safe."
He paused,
"Weyel, why diyud Michel die?"
"I don't know."
We talked. I made a new friend.
"Buyut how?"
"I don't quite know. You need to leave this city for the next two weeks."
Diedrich was an only child. That wouldn't be a problem.
"I'll go home."
He said leaving. Later that day I watched his family leave. They never stopped driving their giant ugly car. He was safe.
I went into my house. I shut the door. I turned on the the tv. I fell asleep.
"Hello Rich, I know you're listening. Open your eyes!"
I opened my eyes. I was lying on the hard white ground. I got up.
"Where am I?"
The man smirked.
"Your mind."
I looked at him. Horrified.
"What are you doing to me?"
"Telling you when I will kill you. Tomorrow will be the next death. The last one is your mother."
My mouth dropped. My eyes teared up. I looked at him. My nose scrunched up,
"You dirty monster. What happens if she goes away?"
"She won't die."
"I hate you!"
I grabbed him. When I touched him my hand burned. I pulled back. They were already burned.
"You want to know who will die next? You won't guess. You'll never guess."
I gritted my teeth,
"Who is it?"
He smiled,
"Goodbye."
My eyes opened on the couch. My hands hurt. They were blistered.
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The Man of Many Hats
Mystery / ThrillerRichard Telis. A normal 18 year old. Met a man. The man haunts him. He is the man of many hats! This story is gory. Read at your own risk. Please share!