The Wedding Eve Murders
It was the night before my best mate’s wedding—his bachelor party, we made a deal to get blind drunk, but I arrived late.
When I opened the door, I was not met with cheers, but with three corpses stalled in motion.
My body went limp as my mind went blank. The only thought left in my head was that I had to call the police.
“I’m calling from Block 3, Unit 301 of Silkwood Gardens. My three friends are all dead!”
On the other end of the line, a female police officer responded calmly, “Please stay calm and don’t touch anything. Keep the crime scene untouched. A team will arrive shortly.”
This should have been a night of wild debauchery, but I was the only one left alive.
I slowly ducked my head and smiled.