The man dressed in black stepped out from the train. He surveyed the scene. It was pretty gruesome. There was one man who was bashed in the face at least ten times, one with a huge hole in his chest, and one that had recently died of a stab in the back. He had to get rid of these bodies. David started dragging them one by one to the backside of the train crash site. He had dug a hole to act as a kind of mass grave. Only for three people. It was still dark out as it was only 10:30 but David filled in the grave and left. He got home and went to sleep.

    When he awoke, he headed out to the living room and turned on the TV. He saw a newscast about three missing people. One of them was Bobby. All were presumed dead.
    "Well, the news finally got something right. They are all dead," David said to no one in particular. He walked to the fridge to get some juice when the police announced the suspect list. David ran back and plopped himself on the squishy couch.
    "The police suspect it was one of these citizens: Benjamin Matthews, Thomas Jenkins, or Nancy Jones." The screen showed three faces two male one female. All of them were mugshots from the prison.
    "They were all released last year or the year before. Remember, if you see them call the police. If they are looking suspicious, call the police. Until next time, stay safe and keep watching." David jabbed the change channel button on the remote. It was the weather. He went back to the kitchen and got a bowl full of fruit loops. He loved fruit loops. He also got a large cup full of orange juice. David went back to the couch. He changed the channel again. Nothing good. David turned it off and walked over to clean up his bed. After he made his bed and gotten dressed, he went outside to get the mail. It was all just junk. He saw someone was jogging up the street.
    "Hello," the man said.
    "Aren't you the guy that was suspected of killing the three men?" David asked.
The man turned around and started sprinting away.
    "I guess so." David called back.