Mark couldn't belive what he saw.

Like, his best friend died.

Zachary was murdered.

Mark was sad.

But at the same time, Mark felt a hint of happiness.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

He took out his cell phone. He answered it inmediatly, he didn't even bother to check the caller ID.

"H-hello?"

"Hello, this is Officer Nathan Smith of the Los Angeles police station. Is this Mark Fischbach?"

Mark gasped. Maybe they knew who did it.

"Yes. You're speaking to him"

"Well, we were wondering if you could come to the station to be asked some questions?"

"Not at all"

"Good. Come here tomorrow at 8:10 am sharp"

"Okay"

"Bye. See you tomorrow"

The officer hung up. Mark was worried.

He decided to re-read the invitation to see who was most likely to do it.

Blah blah blah, ah! Here it is!

-Seán McLoughlin

Hm. Zachary said something about a guy named Seán. Thought Mark.

-Signe Hansen

Who the hell is she?!

-Felix Kjellberg

WHO ARE THIS PEOPLE?!

-Marzia Bisognin

Wait, Doctor Marzia Bisognin?! She studies biology!

-Amy Nelson

That name sounds pretty. What are you thinking Mark?!

Mark couldn't think what to expect from these people. He was determined to search information about them.

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Amy walked from side to side.

Her love interest died.

After all, murdered.

She couldn't take it.

But, she felt like a bit of happiness. He trusted her. Something good could happen now.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Amy took out her phone. Unknown. She slowly pressed the 'answer' button.

"Hello?"

"Hello, this is Officer Nathan Smith of the Los Angeles police station. Is this Amy Nelson?"

"Yes. You're speaking to her"

"Well, we were wondering if you could come to the station to be asked some questions?"

"Yes"

"Okay. Come to the station tomorrow at 1:00 pm sharp"

"Okay"

"Bye. See you tomorrow"

"Bye"

Officer Smith hung up.

Amy was nervous. What if something bad happens?

Amy decided to relax.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day. Thought Amy.

The next day...

Mark arrived nervous. He didn't know what to expect.

He walked up to the front desk where Officer Ethan Nestor was working.

"Hey..."

Officer Nestor looked up from his computer.

"Hey. Welcome to Los Angeles Police Station. In what can I help you?"

"Well, I'm Mark Fischbach. Some officer named Nathan Smith called me yesterday and said that I should come here at 8:10 am to get asked some questions about the murder of Zachary Robert"

Officer Nestor nodded. He stood up and began to walk to a hallway.

"Follow me please"

Mark nodded. He was so nervous, he could faint right there inmediatly.

Officer Nestor led him into a medium-sized room with a cream colored walls. Inside there were two chairs; one faced in front of another, a wooden table; that separates the two chairs, and a window that on one side, you could see it like a mirror, and on the other side, you could see it what's on the other side.

"Please seat here Mr. Fischbach. Officer Morrison will be here in a few minutes"

"Okay, thanks"

Officer Nestor nodded and walked out of the room leaving a worried Mark alone.

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Officer Morrison sighed as he closed the door of his office, holding a notebook.

He had been in his office the last twenty minutes thinking and writing down on a notebook all the questions he would be asking to the suspects.

While he walked to the Interview Room, he passed the rookie, Officer Ethan Nestor. Since he started, his first position assigned was being a secretary. He was good at it though.

"Um, Officer Morrison?"

Morrison stopped and turned around. It was Ethan.

"Yes Ethan, what's wrong?" Asked Officer Morrison concerned.

"I just wanted to tell you that the suspect Professor Mark Fischbach is inside of the Interview Room"

Officer Morrison nodded. "Thank you Ethan, have a nice day"

"To you too"

Officer Nestor walled to his desk.  Morrison had asked Nate and another officer named Wade Barnes to be on the room next to the Interview Room; which was were the monitors that recorded everything that happened inside the Interview Room were.

Officer Morrison stopped in front of the door that lead inside the Interview Room.

"Here goes nothing" He muttered before opening the door, which, startled Mark.

"Good morning, are you Proffesor Mark Fischbach?"

Mark nodded. "Yes I am, Officer Morrison I suppose?"

"Yes. Now, would you mind if I asked you some questions?" Asked Officer Morrison as he walked up to a chair and seated in it.

"Not at all"

"Okay, Thanks. So..." Morrison looked at his notebook and read. "First question: Where where you when the murder happened?"

Mark began to think. "Well, a minutes earlier I had recived an invitation to his birthday and I decided to go early to surprise him. And when I arrived, I heard screams"

Officer Morrison wrote down what he said and asked: "What was your relationship with Zachary Robert?"

Mark began to play with his fingers. "He was my best friend. We met in school. When we were old, he offered to pay me the expeditions if I gave him credit. That started an awsome friendship"

Officer Morrison nodded. "Any bad moments with him? Disagreements?  Problems? Fights?"

Mark sighed as he nodded. "Yes. We fought once because I didn't gave him credit. And we had some disagreements on were to go next; which I guess finished our partnership. But later he called me and said we were friends again. Then I recived his letter"

Officer Morrison nodded. He continued to ask questions.

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"Thank you Mr. Fischbach, we will call you if something happends" Said Officer Morrison as he stood up, notebook in hand.

"Okay. Bye"

"Bye"

Officer Morrison opened the door and left. He walked up to Nate.

"Hey, did you saw anything suspicious?"

Nate sighed. "No, but you've gotta see this"

Nate pulled a seat and seated in it. He went to a folder called: "Old Cases". He opened it and clicked on another folder called:"The 5 missing children".
Nate opened it and it showed some information about some kids who were murdered on a pizzeria.

"Wow, that case is so old, I think it happened when I wasn't even born!" Said Morrison. "Wait, Nate, why are you showing me this?"

"Well, apperantly, the guy who owns the pizzeria is family of Ms. Amy. So maybe you could ask some stuff about it"

"Geez, thanks Nate. Catcha later"

"Bye"

Officer Morrison walked to his office. When he arrived, he dropped his stuff on the desk. He then looked at the time. 9:59 am. Three hours and Ms. Amy Nelson should arrive.

Morrison sighed as he took a seat. He began to re-read the questions and answers.

3) Any bad moments with him? Disagreements? Problems? Fights?

Yes. We fought once because I didn't gave him credit. And we had some disagreements on wereto go next; which I guess finished our partnership. But later he called me and said we were friends again.

"So they were friends, they fought and disagreed, ended their partnership, and then they became friends again but without the partnership. This is confusing" Said Officer Morrison.

10) Who do you think killed Zachary?

Well, it is obviously Amy, like, who would be in love with a person who her last boyfriends died suddenly! I bet she killed them! It's very mysterious.

"Okay, I should ask Amy about her 'three boyfriends who died' thing"

13) In what room did the murder happened?

Well, when I arrived, I heard glass breaking and a scream, and when I looked next to me, I saw a corpse. So I don't know.

"So, he saw the body falling or something, but he didn't saw from were"

15) Did you saw the weapon he was murdered with?

Nope. When I arrived, I looked next to me and I saw a body. There were five other people surprised on the spot. There was only blood and a corpse.

"So, almost like question number 13, he doesn't know? Hm"

Morrison continued to study the notes until Ms. Amy arrives...

...Or so he thought.