Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-34532494-20180218104539

Here's My story. It's Called "The Lunatic", Please Leave Feedback.

In October of 1988, in Domburton, California; The Mayor went Missing.

For a long time, Nobody knew what happened. People just assumed That he died. Like anyone going missing, everyone forgot him. A new mayor was hired, and people moved on.

However, in 2001, the case was reopened, and a Group of 3 investigators were sent out around the town. They found an abandoned barn. In the Barn, They found a Journal, along with the Mayors Corpse. The following is all of the entries in the journal.

November 10th, 1988
I Woke up in an empty room, with a journal and a pencil. As I am Writing this, I am still in this room. Please find me. I am Scared.

November 23rd, 1988
There is this man that keeps Coming to give me food to last for 1 day. He calls Himself "The Lunatic" and he keeps making threats.

December 29th, 1988
The Lunatic keeps making threats and screaming. It's Never Ending, And I am on the verge of Insanity.

January 13th, 1989
He is trying to break down the door, but I found an escape. It leads to a barn.

January 15th, 1989
He found me, and he's trying to break in. I found a Gun in some Hay. I'm Gonna Use it. Goodbye.

The investigators took the Journal and the body back to the office.

During and Autopsy, they found that he used a .357 Magnum Revolver To the mouth on January 15th. The identity of the lunatic is still unknown. 