The Night Phantom

Journal Entry - Five

March 18, 1862

William and I became best mates only after knowing each other for a few months. The case continued on with the mysterious deaths, but we ruled out suicide, so those people were getting murdered or dying from some disease. William told me a story about him almost dying this morning due to an out-of-control carriage and he laughed about it. "Well, I'm glad you're alright, mate," I replied, then continued working. While I was sitting at my desk reading a few documents about the victims, my boss walked over to me and told him if we don't solve the case soon, we will be fired. The newspapers were ruining William's as well as my reputation and causing people to not trust the police and detectives here in London. I was stressed, but William stayed calm. I didn't understand how he could possibly be so relaxed when our jobs are on the line. William walked over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder, "It's going to be fine, you shalln't worry," the dark-haired detective told me with a reassuring tone. "Erm... yeah okay," I replied and sighed, not convinced. My job was everything to me, I couldn't lose it. Without it I would not have anything, well maybe William since I was almost certain he was my friend... even then, maybe he was only friends with me because of our partnership as detectives.
It was around 9:00 in the evening when William told me he was going to go for a walk to think. Once he was gone for over an hour I noticed something wasn't right and walked outside to try and find him. Now, what I'm about to tell you next destroyed me, but it led me to gather another clue on the case. I remember walking down the street, I had a bad feeling. My heart started beating faster. I saw a silhouette of someone laying down in the alleyway and a woman figure walking away who obviously didn't see me. I cautiously walked closer, my heart attempting to jump out of my chest, thumping so fast it was like that organ was having a seizure. Then I saw him. My closest mate... my only friend. He laid there, I kneeled next to him and shook him gently. "Will?" He can't be dead. He can't! "William?!" I yelled louder and checked his pulse. Nothing. He was gone. I looked over at the woman that was walking away and chased her, that must've been The Night Phantom. I pushed her against the wall of the building and bound her hands together before bringing her back to the police station. "It's her..." I told my boss and let him deal with locking her up and the interrogation for now.
I could feel my breaths getting rapid and uneven, I could feel my eyes get watery and walked out of the police station. My eyes were burning and my chest felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. I could no longer see clearly. All I knew was that he was gone, out of my life for possibly forever. Alone outside I stood up and reached out my hand so that I could clearly see it, to make sure this was real. A drop of water fell onto my hand I looked to the sky and even though the sky had been grey and looked like it was about to break into a heavy downpour, not a drop came from the sky. Looking down at my hand again another drop appeared and I realized that the liquid was coming from my eyes.