The Park

The town of Fairflower was not known for exciting events, at least not until this past year. And exciting might be the wrong word. Dark, twisted, nightmarish events is a much more accurate description of the things that began happening last June. It was possibly the most boring and cliché small town ever to exist. Two small restaurants, a coffee shop and a grocery store made up the entirety of main street as well as a park that was basically just a neglected patch of grass with a picnic table next to a rusty jungle gym. All the yellow police tape made it even more uninviting.

The first body had appeared on June 15th, in the afternoon. At least it was noticed in the afternoon, so few people actually entered that park that it was probably there all morning too. A young man in about his 20's had decided to try and give the park s0me love, maybe do some gardening and spruce it up for the young families in the town. Honestly it was almost too perfect a setting for a murder. Secluded and heavily treed, there were tons of hiding spots for someone who wanted to take another unsuspecting person by surprise. The poor guy didn't see it coming, just fell over as the knife went through his heart in one quick whoosh. When the police found him the next morning they were shocked that something this horrific happened in Fairflower and also shocked that someone had gone into the dinky little park for recreational activities.

A month later the second body appeared. This time it was a woman who just went into the park to let her dog relive itself, and she started to walk away without even picking up what the dog had left behind. Just because it's a crappy park doesn't mean people can totally trash it. As she started to leave she heard the snap of a twig.

"Hello?" She said to the trees as the dog suddenly snapped it's head to the left and started barking. She started to quickly make her way to the gate, but she didn't make it very far. Again, it was the police who found it. Just like the week before they had received an anonymous call telling them they should take a look around the park, just because. And yes, "just because" was the actual phrase used.

The residents of this town were scared at this point and cautioned everyone they knew to avoid the park at all costs. Well who wouldn't be scared? There was a murderer amongst them. Three months pass without any new activity, then five months. The police were very puzzled. There was no path to finding the suspect, and it was not believed to be a serial killer due to the fact that there was no pattern except for the victims both being in that darn park.

At the four month mark a middle aged detective entered the park. He desperately wanted to be the one to crack the case and be the hero, a bit of an attention lover if you ask his friends and coworkers. He barely had time to register the sudden movement in front of him before he hit the ground. He was the last victim, partly because the suspect got bored, but mainly because the suspect was caught. This detective didn't die, he had enough life left in him to call the police who tore through all the trees and bush until they found a small one person tent with the murderer standing beside it with her hands up.

I've been asked why I did it, and the only answer I can come up with is that it was a game for me. I just wanted to see how many people I could get before getting caught. They really should have improved that park sooner, maybe then it wouldn't have been the perfect hiding spot.