And Then There Was One (2019)

Epilogue - And Then There Was One...

Orlando, Florida

July 3, 2019

Roughly 5:00pm EST

"So why did you kill them all? What did they do to you?" the soft voice of a young female with long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail asks. She adjusts her glasses on her face, looking across her desk at her newest patient.

Ross Colton smirks at her. He knows he can't escape. When he was busy cleaning up the blood and the rest of the bodies, he recalled the police tracking him down. All the bright spotlights shining on him from helicopters like he were some escaped criminal from Alcatraz. They arrested him and brought him to this place.

So here he is, sitting attached to the chair by handcuffs, forced to stay and talk to a psychologist because of his murderous crime. The police seem to think that he is slightly crazy in the head -- psychopathic, they say.

So, with nothing else to do, he decided to tell the story of what had happened in Orlando, Florida.

Ross leans back, maintaining his smug smirk. "I did crack. Cocaine. I stupidly posted it on the internet, on my Instagram account. That fool, Taylor Raddysh, was so into me, but he also threatened to go to the higher up -- BriseBois -- and rat me out. He was going to fucking tell the GM that I was doing illegal drugs and breaking my contract."

"Well, doing crack is a serious crime, Mr. Colton," the psychologist remarks, scribbling down notes on a pad of paper.

"I know it is! I was drunk, having fun, and decided to give into peer pressure! I know there were four views on the video by the time I sobered up and deleted it. But by then, I was fearful that more might have viewed it. I was able to figure out and see the four people that viewed it (apart from Taylor Raddysh): Boris Katchouk, Alex Barre-Boulet, Otto Somppi and Brett Howden. From there, I was able to deduce that Brayden Point and Jonne Tammela and his pet companion in crime, Timo Meier, viewed it, so they had to be eliminated."

"Because they potentially saw this video that you didn't want anyone to see?" the psychologist questions.

"Yes. And because they potentially saw it, I had to take into consideration that Otto's loudmouth, spreading Finnish friend, Jonne, would share it with his friends, including Mitch Hults, Roope Hintz, Tayler Thompson, Colby McAuley and Yanni Gourde! And because Yanni knew, he had connections to Vladdy Namestnikov. And he's obnoxious as frick with his flamboyancy, so I planned to kill him off. But then I learned about his secret love interest, Ville Meskanen, so I added him to my list."

"And what about Brendan Gallagher, Jonathan Drouin and Ben Thomas?" the psychologist asks now, biting the end of her pencil.

"Easy, I needed some players who could throw off the others, ones who were hostile and who were known to be evil at one point -- or still were at the time. I guess you can call them, red herrings." Ross sits up proudly in his chair as he reveals his whole scheme to the psychologist, thrilled by reliving everything.

"What about the two Toronto Maple Leafs, Kasperi Kapanen and William Nylander?" the psychologist pursues, nodding and scribbling down more notes on her notepad. "Why did you include them in your killing plan?"

"I don't like either of them, like Vladdy, I find them obnoxious and annoying. But also, Kasperi spotted a mural on the wall that looked like me behind the mask. Like Tayler Thompson would later on, he seemed to figure out that I was the killer at that moment and I couldn't have him ruin the rest of my night. Nyla was collateral damage, an unfortunate incident with Kapanen. A two for one."

"And do you feel any sympathy about what you did?"

Ross lunges forward, the chains clattering with his action. "Not. at. all."