"Hey Daniel, do you want to play with me and Timothy?"
Ah yes, I forgot—Timothy Johnson, my other best friend. He's smart. I like that. But still so innocent.
"Yeah, come on! Play with us, Daniel. It's been forever since we last played together."
What a bunch of idiots. I have a thousand better things to do, and here they are—always asking to play.
Why did I even make friends with them? Maybe because they're so naive…?
Easy to manipulate.
Yeah. Great idea, Daniel. Genius.
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"Good morning, Carol, Tim. How's your day? Feeling great, or stuck solving some silly little crime?"
I ask casually, strolling through the police station with them. We're just wandering around. Bored.
"Boring. Today is boring," Carol mutters. "No crimes, nothing to do. Just wandering around this damn place."
She sounds like she regrets becoming a cop.
"At least we have each other, right?"
Oh Tim, you're smart. So smart.
But why are you so innocent? What a waste of a good brain.
"Hey, have you guys heard about the new murder case?" Carol lowers her voice. "It's kinda creeping me out…"
Oh, lovely. Looks like my dear friend Carol finally noticed my work.
I wonder what her face would look like if she knew I was the one who did it.
"I still remember that night…" Carol shudders. "I saw the woman's body—no kidneys, no heart. I almost threw up. It looked so… I don't even want to talk about it anymore."
…Woman with no kidneys and heart?
Wait, what woman?
I don't remember.
Haha. I'm so silly.
I've killed too many to keep track.
That's great, actually.
I'm so proud of you, Daniel.
You're doing amazing, sweetie.