Into the Pit/To Be Beautiful/Count the Ways/Epilogue 1/Fetch/Lonely Freddy/Out of Stock
“Michael, I know you didn’t-”
“I promise you, I didn’t kill them. You know I’m not capable of doing that!”
Michael could barely speak through the tears. “After what you’ve been through, I know you wouldn’t. But I need solid proof that you didn’t kill those kids.”
“They weren’t even kids! They were like fourteen! I couldn’t kill an eight year old without the help of three people and a giant yellow bear. How am I supposed to kill five teenagers!”
Larson showed him some pictures of the kids; Riley Watson, Hanna Bradley, James Sheldon, Marco Ortiz and Uriel Paterson. “Do you recognise any of them?”
“NO!” Michael was shouting at them now.
“Larson, we can send him in for a polygraph another time. Send him home.” The chief told him.
Larson let Michael leave. He was in tears. “I wouldn’t do that.”
“I know.”
Larson asked Michael's neighbors and the people he lived with a few questions. He was surprised to see that he had people at his house.
Two blond kids, both looking like teens. One had green eyes and freckles, the other had blue eyes and a black scar across his eye. From his exposed skin, Larson could see the scars all over his arms.
When he saw him, he quickly threw on a hoodie, apparently not liking these scars.
“Who the heck are you?” Larson asked.
“Alec,” the green eyed kid said.
“Kelsey,” the kid with the scars said. “What do you need, officer?”
“Michael,” he stated bluntly. “How do you know him?”
“He helped us,” Alec said. “He’s a good person.”
“Where was he on May eighth?”
“Crying in bed,” Kelsey said. “He had a rough week.”
“After that?” Larson assumed even Michale Afton wouldn’t spend all day crying in bed.
“He went to the grocery store, the pharmacy, then the cemetery.”
“The cemetery?”
“It was mother’s day,” Alec told the officer. “He wanted to give his mom some flowers.”
Larson didn’t look like he fully understood.
“His mom is dead,” Kelsey clarified.
“Ok, after the cemetery, where did he go?”
Kelsey crossed his arms. “He came home, made lunch and headed to meet someone at the gym. Said her name was Charlie.”
“Michael goes to the gym?” Larson had seen him. He wasn’t a gym dude.
“They met there,” Alec said. “We never said he worked out.”
“Ok. What happened afterwards?”
“He and Charlie got smoothies. Then he came home, made dinner and cried in bed again.”
Larson had written all of that down. He needed to talk to this Charlie girl, solidify his alibi. But from the looks of it, he was busy all day. Of course, he could be lying.
Larson headed out of the house, Alec and Kelsey shut the door behind him.
“What the heck do they think he did?” Kelsey said.
“Some kids died at Freddy’s. I guess with his family history, they think he did it.”
“Bullshit. The man can barely get out of bed in the morning.”
(wanted to post this yesterday, but it was my brother's birthday and I was tired. I'll still post 1:35 AM today, tagging an everything.)