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Chapter 1-Mr. Edward Meripat

"It was dark that night, almost pitch black, and the fog was heavy, like smoke, I couldn't see a foot ahead of me. The mixture of the pollution from the factories nearby and the downpour London was having made the fog even thicker and more difficult to see. You know how London gets. I really just wanted to just get out of the rain that was throwing itself onto my body as hard as it could. It showed very little mercy to anyone racing through the streets.

I was getting cold because I wore my thin coat, not thinking I would get trapped in the rain and it kept getting colder. The sky was a bright blue and the sun was beaming with pride the morning when I left to go to-uh-work. It was a windy day on top of that. The wind acted like it wanted to make me fall backwards it was so strong. It probably did.. To make things worse, the rain started coming down even harder. When I say harder, I mean like bricks being dropped on your head. It was pelting at my face so badly my cheeks began to feel numb. I felt them getting pinker and pinker as I was walking. My nose slowly started feeling numb as well. I had to look at the puddly ground and keep my head down so I could go on walking without losing the sense of my face. My hands were beginning to freeze so I shoved them into my thin pockets and that's when I realized that I had forgotten my umbrella at the train station but that was farther than my hotel that I was in so I decided to keep going. It was almost as if the weather were daring me to keep walking in it.

People ran around the empty sidewalks trying to escape the wrath of the storm into stores saturated with the rain or pubs to laugh away the day and patiently wait for the downpour to end. It acted like it was furious with London and wanted everyone to feel it's anger. I should have- should have known that the weather was already prophasizing the terrible thing that happened.

The cars around me had their high beams on and flashed at my direction often, blinding me. They'd splash in the puddles, getting me more soaked if that was even possible at the moment. Everything seemed dimmer than it usually was. It certainly added a gloomier feeling in the air, like something was wrong. I knew that much. I felt that I should go somewhere and wait out the storm. The feeling began to get the better of me.

Finally, when I almost gave up and was going to buy an umbrella at the nearest shop or even just stay at a pub until the rain and wind had calmed down, I saw Mr. Williams's house. You don't understand how relieved I was to get out of the anger of the storm. Angus is-er-was an old friend of mine. We used to be classmates. During recess, we would play cricket together only with a piece of wood and a rubber ball. I usually won the matches. He wasn't much of an athlete but always thought he was better than he actually was. It was frustrating growing up with him. We went very very far back as you can see. Anyway, I raced to his house as Big Ben struck twelve. I can usually see the clock from his house but I couldn't...because of the fog as I established earlier. You don't realize how difficult it was to walk without tripping over a pole."

"The bodies were discovered by Miss Marlett at 1:30 am. You do realize that you arrived an hour and a half before the bodies were found." The police officer pointed out as he glared at the suspect.

Mr. Meripat chuckled as his eyes darted around," Maybe-maybe it was- uh- eleven when Big Ben went off. I wasn't exactly sure. All I remembered was the clock going off and I left work at 10:30."

"Why would you think it would have been midnight then? Would it take you and hour and a half to get to the Willames?" The officer returned as he wrote down several details.

"I-uh- wasn't carrying my watch and it felt long there. I had a few stops along- along the way," Mr. Meripat stammered and gulped.

"Go on then" the police officer said. The officer glared at Mr. Meripat as he cleared his throat before he continued.