We were at the police station and then I opened the cop car door. The cops were waiting for me to come out, and they showed me to the station door. We went inside the station, it looked plain and bland, the station had barely anyone in it except us. There was a door that was labeled interrogation room, they both took me in there. The room was dark, with a single wooden table and chair, the table also had a single lamp on it. I sat in the chair and turned on the light, the light did no effect to the darkness. Mr. Casey looked at Mr. Hunch and then at me.

"What's your name, kid?" Mr. Casey asked.

"I rather not say," I responded.

"We don't deal with that crap here, kid, what's your name,"

"..."

"It'll be better if you just cooperated with us, kid, now say your name,"

"Dante...Dante Gaston,"

"Was that so hard?" Mr. Casey snickered.

Yeah, it was, actually. I hate my name for a reason that hurts me. Barely anyone actually knows my real name. Some how I was able to get the teachers to call me Waffles or a nickname of their own for me. I was named after my father. His name was also Dante Gaston, he was a murderer. He killed my sister in cold blood. He tried to kill my mother first, but she was selfish. My dad asked her "Who do you want to die? Your children or you?" and she said, "my children,". I watched my own sister die in front of me. That was only about a year ago. My sister was 8. Her name was Ella...I miss her. I was able to run out of the house, to a neighbor of mine. They called the cops and my dad was arrested. My mother never knew I knew she sorta caused my sister's death, I hate her for it. My mother and I moved here, and pretended nothing happened, we hoped no one will know of us. I hate my own name, because of my dad, I am ashamed to be related to him or my mom. They are cruel and heartless people...

"So, we are gonna ask you a couple questions, Dante," Mr. Hunch said.

"Ask away," I responded.

"When was the last time you spoke to Scarlet?"

"Last Friday at the party, the party thrown at the house by the forest,"

"Do you know the last person who spoke to Scarlet?"

"Umm...Yes...her name is Samantha Shaman,"

"Hmm...tell us more about this Samantha,"

"She is a close friend of mine, and a ex-best friend of Scarlet's, about a month ago Scarlet and Sam had a dispute and no longer were friends, I don't know what the fight was about, Sam would not be anywhere around Scarlet and Scarlet just wanted to be friends with her," I said "At the party, I told Scarlet, Sam would be coming and Scarlet thought they could make up and be friends again, at the party they went into the woods and Sam just came out, she said Scarlet was caught by her mom and had to go home,but Sam lied, she was never caught by her mother, and anyway we hung out for the rest of the night,"

"I see, now was Sam bloody or suspicious at all?"

"Not really, she acted calm for the rest of the night, except she didn't leave at 10 like everyone else,"

"What time did she leave at?"

"I think she said she was leaving at 11,"

"Be honest with me, Dante, do you think Sam is capable of murder?"  Mr. Hunch asked me.