The Man of Many Hats

Chapter 16

My hands were extremely pained. It was noon. One day until the fourteenth death. Spend my good day wisely. I drove to the library. I read a few horror novels. I wasn't very scared afterwards. After all I've seen nothing scares me.

When I was leaving I looked in at the children's story time. The kids were open mouthed listening to stories. I smiled. It was adorable.

I exited the library. It was nice. The summer air was delightful. I looked at the public pool. A large man walked up to me,

"Hey Richard, is what you said on the news true?"

I nodded. I said,

"Who are you?"

The man looked up. He said,

"Oh, I'm so sorry,"

He held his hand out. I shook it.

"I'm Barry Maremore!"

"I'm Ri-"

"I know who you are!"

I was disturbed by that odd interruption. He followed me home. I was swiveling through parking lots. The man was kind of freaking me out. He rolled down his window. We were in a parking lot. He mouthed,

"I'm your biggest fan!"

He showed me a rather disturbing tattoo of me on his fat belly. Who would be a fan of a crazy man? Only another crazy man. I drove away.

The man followed me to my house. He was taking pictures. He had an ugly smile. He was a drunk.

I went into my house. It was 5:00 clock. I looked out the window the man was videoing my house. He was talking to the camera. I closed all the shutters of my house. I turned on the tv and chilled out.

About 2 hours later my mom drove up. Her arms were full of groceries. The man looked at her with a huge smile on his face. She looked at him and hurried inside the house.

"Who is that fat man outside?"

She said sternly. I told her,

"Some freak who loves me."

I smiled. She had a mad look on her face. She looked to the ceiling. She told me,

"If he doesn't leave by tomorrow. Call the cops."

She looked at the clock. It was already 9:00! She had been there for 2 hours. I went to my room and went to sleep.

I woke up in the morning. I went outside his van was still there. The camera was broken to pieces. I saw the broken strands of tape. I looked inside the car. The man was sitting in the car. He had been stabbed several times in the stomach with the seat belt. He was hanging without his shirt on from the sealing by his seatbelt. Beside him was a crown and a note. 14of15