The Official Hog Blog
Saturday, September 06, 2003
It never occurred to me that the loss of my cell phone might harm one of my close friends. I hadnt thought about it until I read about a grisly murder in Oakland. A post-it note was found on the body. Her phone number and the nickname everyone called her, "punchy," was scrawled on the post-it note and she had been strangled with a telephone cord. My cell phone was found at the scene of the crime.
I had lost my phone a day before and still hadnt gone downtown to pick up a new one. Hell, I hadnt even turned the phone off thinking that somehow I'd find it behind the couch, or in a drawer in the kitchen.
Cops descended upon my apartment while I drank coffee and read in disbelief.
"come with us, mr. Miller, you've got some explaining to do." they said and pulled me into the brisk morning fog. I sat at their desks, viciously interrogated, for an entire day.
That was two weeks ago, and I'm lead suspect in a series of murders now. No, I didnt kill anyone. But I am partly responsible. All of the victims were in that cell phone. WHoever is murdering my friends is doing it alphabetically according to my cell phone's directory of the numbers I had stored in it.
I guess my being the lead suspect isnt that surprising.
Punchy's death was the first. Her real name is Anna and she was the first name in the phone. I almost wish I had programmed her in with her nickname. That way, she'd be alive today.
It all started after work on a typical thursday afternoon. Just after clocking out, my co-worker stopped into the liquor store to get us a couple of sodas.
I'll take a squirt, man." I told him and soon I was basking in th sun, carrying on with a delivery man who was on a break before the end of the day.
Vinnie, my co-worker, returned with the sodas and off we went.
I was so relieved from the Squirt, I forgot my bag. Must have left it in front of the warehouse. "damn," I thought, "I hope nobody tries to steal my credit cards." nobody did, but that was the least of my worries.
I work in a dvd store that specializes in genre specific movies from China, Korea, Japan, the UK, and of course from other regions in the world that are hard to buy from. We're an online movie store, y'see?
Most of our movies are kung fu, but we also have a large catalog of horror films. That's another reason I'm number one suspect in this sick serial killing. The murders are similar to the ones on some of the movies I own. Whoever is doing this knows me, and knows me well. I'm being set up in a horrific style. Its sick, but Im somehow intrigued by it.
I could be hanging around with him or her nearly every day.
