Death Star

-How did you know that sarah abbot will kill herself?

-The voice told me.

-The voice told you?Isnt' that original ?Detective Grey couldn't keep the snark from leaking past his pressed lips or the undisguised gaze of judgment from under his eyebrows. so when did you know that Sarah Abbot will commit suicide? a week before? the day before ? when did she tell you exactly ?

-She.Did.Not.tell.Me! Vivian couldn't keep her voice under control not when the two detectives were eyeing her like she was the scum of the earth.Or better even like she just signed her death warrant. Maybe she did.She shouldn't have come here she realized.This was not a good idea.They wont believe her.No body ever did. And no one will...

-what's the matter cat got your tong? You came here to talk.So talk. Or did you expect that this little prank of yours will last longer?The older Detective retorted clearly losing his patience.

-I knew two years before ! I couldn't let this one rest on my conscience two ! You have got to believe me !

So you are saying that we should take your word when you said Jason silverstone,The pride of our town, will someday somehow wake up and decide to kill people in broad daylight ?

-I don't think you understand...

-you know what I think ? I think that a nobody like you decided to defile Jason's pristine reputation so you could enjoy the spotlight ,even for a few second ,even through hurting other people.You wanna know what I will do ? If I ever see you in here I will personally put you in the nut house.Why? Because that is where people like you ,the ones who live of other's misery, belong you hear me ?

-Get this wacko outa here.

But Vivian wasn't wrong.If only.

why?

Because 10 years later Jason Silverstone picked up his father's gun marched to the town's fair.And.

Aimed.Fired.Killed 7 children.Innocent children.

How?

The voice told her.