Recognize Me: Chapter 4

A carnival turned crime scene. A serial killer using a weapon so rare not much research has been done on it. The cautious one in the friend group lives to tell the tale. The odd one in the friend group is nowhere to be found. 

Chapter 4: MASON KIM… Mason Kim, 18 y.o., Korean, always top of his class but quiet. I have been friends with him for as long as I could remember. The profilers came up to me and continuously asked “Where is he?” to which I replied with “I want to know the same thing.” There was a meeting between the police and FBI talking more about the profile and how Mason fit it to a T. I wasn’t allowed in this meeting but that one detective who helped solve Cooper’s wife’s death felt it was okay to tell me, but because of this interaction, the other detectives thought that I was hiding Mason but I really had no idea where he was.

His photo was passed around so everyone knew what he looked like and could turn him in or arrest him if they saw him. I realized at that point how much trouble he was in, when all of a sudden, the area went quiet with a single phone ringing, someone answered and it was from the hospital. The detectives congregated for a minute, wondering if they should tell me, I was relentless though. I needed to know what had happened because I knew it was related to this case. 

A detective from this group came up to me and said “Sam didn’t make it.” My heart dropped. My only other friend was gone. The poison was too strong, he already had a compromised immune system due to asthma. I was so focused on finding this killer I had forgotten about Sam, this was my cross to bear. I dedicated so much time and effort into something that could’ve been discovered without me, I could’ve checked up on Sam, been there for him. The detective handed me a tissue, I hadn’t realized I started crying, heavy. He asked if I needed a space to cry, but all I could think of was seeing Mason in the back of a cop car, looking defeated. I needed to find him for my friends. 

 I rejected the offer and walked away saying “Let’s find him.” I couldn’t think of a reason as to what compelled Mason to take lives or even why he does it. I thought he was good, harmless, normal. Clearly, I was wrong. I’ve known him for so long, it was just so unbelievable, even now after everything that’s happened, I believe that there was something else that in a way forced him to do this.

After about an hour passed and the detectives were just about ready to give up when all of a sudden, there he was. Mason was found. Sitting behind and under the mechanical works of the ferris wheel, there he was, manically laughing at a picture of me. I have no idea where he got the picture because I’ve never sent it to anyone. 

     This exact picture had red marker all over my face and it was cut up. There were hearts everywhere as well. It was horrifying. He was taken in for questioning and admitted he was guilty. When asked why kill his friends, Elly and Sam, he claimed “They got in the way of my love.” He was so mentally gone. Mason admitted to all the murders and said I was supposed to be the last one. I was the main target. When asked about a motive, Mason Kim said “I love her. I want her to recognize me.” 

THE END.