When this all started, I remember waking up. It was like opening my eyes for the first time. What I saw was a horrible sight. My wife was covered in blood, pressing down on my daughters chest, my two other children hiding in the corner. I look at my hands, they are covered in a bright red blood. I'm holding a knife. The knife has blood all over the blade, I drop it in shock. I start to realize what happened.
This is all I remember from the day my life fell apart. The next thing I remember I was being kicked out of my own home. I tried to explain that I didn't know what I did. I tried to tell her what happened. All I was met with was screaming. Jessica died in my wife's arms before the paramedics arrived. I wasn't caught, mind you, but I had so many mental problems from that it wouldn't matter.
I left the house that week. I lived from place to place. I would see a random person on the ground every so often, about every 3 months or so. I try to find a place, I try to find something to give me any chance of sanity. That never happened.
The tape cuts out. Eliza looks in fear, then grabs the envelope and puts in the next tape out of it.
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Case #4473: The Alaster Suicide of 1984
TerrorLewis Alaster is a man that has been talked about since the early 80's. Detective Eliza must go in and uncover what happened to this poor soul, and what factors are at play to what ruined his life and what lead to his suicide.
