The Strange Peculiar Bizarre Town Alice, Alex And Malice Part Nine

 The Detective

Detective J. Stevenson looked at the bodies before him. He put on the gloves and looked at them all over. One was a drowned man, Jey, he beat his wife, Josephine. Everyone around them knew but none did anything about it, well not until now. He heard her tale and she had a strong alibi for the were at least for others that confirmed her story. Mainly because they had all seen it in their houses. 

Then there was Karin, she was a burnt corpse, only identifiable by her dentures. She has been married eight times and all ended up with the deaths of her husbands. He has long suspected that she was the one that did it, but he did not have the proof. Nor could he collect the evidence that he needed to put her behind bars. Until now.

The next was Jane. She had an injury to her left shoulder. It must have been made by a hammer. Which must have been a day before the murder. He dipped a wound under her chin. That must have been the killing blow. Yet she too was charred.

Then there was a boy and his mother. He had been known to throw stones at the local pets. His mother had been known to encourage this behaviour.

He looked at the knife. It seemed that it had most of their DNA. He was able to get a fingerprint from it. He has gone to his best fingerprint specialist, Wendy Wonderlust. She was quickly able to give him the name of the one that it belonged to; Melinda Narcissa.

He looked her up and noticed that she was involved with the defeat of Mohan, the twins that became one again and returned to getting Matilda, two dread hospital employees, the disappearance of a substitute teacher that had dealt with difficult students, Melinda being one and she was the last person that had seen the clown.

He rubbed his tired eyes, knowing that there was more to this case than what met the eye. He looked at the footage of one of them. He saw them talking then he saw what happened. After his eyes widened. Then, to his shock, the body seemed to spontaneously combust! 

His eyes widened in shock. He knew that she was doing it, however he could not believe it. Nor could he understand why, or what was going on.

So he set off. The first place he arrived at was Jaden's. He knocked on the door. She answered and he could tell by the bags under her eyes that she was not getting enough sleep. He showed her his badge.

"I am Detective J Stevenson. I'm here to talk about Melinda Narcissa." He said as her face dropped.

"Come in."

He did and she told him all she knew. He sat there as he listened with shock and yet there was a horror to it too. When he left he found that he could not blame Melinda for going off the wall like that. Yet he hoped that Jaden would be able to handle what he knew that he had to do.

He knocked on Danté's door. He answered and sang the same songs as Jaden did. The man told him a great deal, yet it was obvious that he was hiding something. He was yet to find out what.

Once he was back in the station he looked at the other footage. He spotted that, to his horror, there were more; two teachers and up to twelve students. Yet he knew that there were more. So he walked to the circus and found the charred remains of the clown! 

This made him have to think about what he had just seen when he reached his phone. 

"Yes."

"We have four more."

"What!"

"There are more."

"Does this include the one that appears to be a vampire?"

"What?"

"She stabbed one and it turned to dust."

"What!?"

"Yes."

"So, twenty five."

"Seems so sir."

What is going on in this town?

How many times had he wondered that?

He looked at them. They were all dust. He repeated the cycle. He did this until nightfall and soon found himself in his home and fell asleep.

He woke up at an early hour. Took a shower and got dressed. He ate his breakfast and cleaned his teeth. He was driving to work when he saw her. Melinda was on the street, crying.