Chapter 5

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It's been a decade since I started being a private investigator, and life is better now. I've been solving cases like they were just simple mathematics equation. To the extent where if the police finds themselves a tough case, they'll bring it to me. Even big scary cases like "Disappearings in Derry". That's a funny story actually, the town's chaos was caused by a dancing clown. I climb the fame ladder without any obstacles. It was an amazing adventure. The name "Oliver Midnight" became so big that when people hear it, they'll be excited, and criminals on the other hand fear the name. Not many people have actually seen me, I prefer to hide myself from the world. Only let the world know the name, not the face. I just still want my privacy. Even when my face is hidden from the world, it did not stop me from feeling delighted with my life.

Once the fame got into my head, I started doing cases that were only challenging to me. I would not do simple cases anymore as it won't push my reputation higher. I even collect massive amount of money from people who seek my help. Fame and wealth got into my head. Come to think of it, I don't need money that much. I travel with public transportation. I don't have kids or any commitments. I only need to pay rent for my apartment, buy food and cigarettes, and sometimes a beer or two. I don't have friends besides Hank and Shane. I just do things myself and I prefer it that way. The way I see it, every case is solve-able. That is until I found out about the Acid case. Like I mention earlier, It started with the death of Ms. Sally Friend. Sally was found on her bed, dead with wounds all over the body and her cheeks sliced to make a smile. Acid doesn't leave a single trace in the house as if he has been doing this for ages. However, he left a note written in blood on the bedroom wall saying "I challenge you -Acid". The police thought that he was challenging them. That is until they found the second victim, a widow that goes by the name Martha Alice Rain. She was found dead with similar wounds as Sally. The note that was left on her wall was "Oh Mr. Midnight, where are you?". Hank personally came to me knocking on my door. "Oliver, I don't know how else to say this but. I believe this is for you.". He then showed me the files regarding the Acid murder case. I looked at him and said "Yeah, I'm aware of this. Its probably a work of some psycho." and walked away from the door of my apartment. "Hold on, we found another body this morning. This psycho left another note." said Hank as he showed me a picture of the crime scene where I could see clearly the words written in blood on the wall saying "Oh Mr. Midnight, where are you? -Acid". I look down and smiled. Hank felt weird and asks me "Are you okay?". I started giggling. "He wants to challenge me? Really? Oh oh Acid you don't come poking the lion. The lion will bite.". I looked at Hank and request him to send me everything they have on Acid. Hank was excited as he saw the fire in my eyes. "Who does this Acid thinks he is? To me he is just this perverted, weird psycho that fucks dead women. And he actually thinks he is so good that only I can solve his case? Fuck you Acid! You aren't worth my time! The only reason I want to do this is to show how little you are.". I will bring him to justice, he will know that his only mistake is that he thought he is worthy enough to challenge me. I will take him down and laugh as regret and despair could be seen all over his eyes. I, Oliver Midnight will bring justice to the world. I AM JUSTICE!

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