Day+4

=__DAY FOUR WRAP-UP__= =STRONGEST CHARACTER: Owen Charlotte= =E**LIMINATED CHARACTER(s):** BUNNY, HUNTER ZEIGER, LACIE ANALISTA CHU =

**Killer's P.O.V.** // Wrap-ups are hard. YOU BETTER APPRECIATE THIS, YOU UNGRATEFUL SWINES. (I'm kidding don't kill me off you're all beautiful and yeah <333333) // // Also, I apologize for it being a little long. There were three characters to kill and yeah, I don't know I tried to keep it short but yolo man. //

I sat silently, patiently, watching my very own horror story unravel on the screens. This footage will be my legacy. Once I make my film and show it to the world, everyone will know my name. I double checked my controls, just to making sure it was recording. In one screen, Violet ran past the two girls, Owen and Casey, with a key, and a moment later (and all according to plan) they followed her. I watched for a while as different guests on different screens received their "gifts" I'd left for them.

About a half hour later, I was dozing off, almost asleep when I heard an quiet alarm go off. I pressed a few buttons on the control panel and it stopped. I smiled, and my eyes went straight to a screen on the right, which showed Hunter Zeiger, hardly alive and tangled in the electric barbed wire at the top of a fence. He twitched a few times as the life faded out of him. I missed most of the electrocution, no fun in that. I wish I could've gone out there -- seen it in person, and watched all the light fade out of his wide, fear-filled eyes. Not yet though, I have to watch from here for now. Especially after what happened earlier, with the small asian girl.

As if one cue with my thoughts, another screen showed Lacie and Jun. They were walking and the small girl could hardly keep up, due to a combination of her short legs and the difficult task of walking in high heels that looked like skyscrapers. She yelled at him to walk slower, and retaliated, saying that if she didn't wear stilts all the time, she'd //literally// get a lot farther in life. Lacie stuck her tongue out at him. "Shut up. Can we just get out of the open? That freak with the mask could be anywhere," she said. Freak with a mask? At least mine is a literal mask. I think it's time to show her who's in control. I pressed a button and waited. Soon the sound of hungry wolves filled the nearly empty amusement park. Lacie and Jun looked at each other for a moment. "What is that?" Lacie asked. Jun pointed behind her and began to run. "DOGS!" he shouted. He managed to make it inside before Lacie, who couldn't keep up in her alien shoes. She stumbled and fell as she tried her hardest to run. As soon as she picked herself up off the ground, the wild animals brought her back down. By the time they were done with her, she was nothing but a pair of heels. I sat back in my chair, very satisfied with this death. It was an impulse kill and I think I wasted ll those dogs when only one or two would've gotten the job done, but it was worth it.

I searched the screens once more. I had one last death planned for tonight. This monitor displayed Bunny returning to the old shed she'd found behind the snack stands. I thought I'd hid that fairly well, I wasn't planning on using it. But her interest in it sparked my imagination a little. She entered carefully, and walked over to where she'd left her name on a slip of paper. Earlier today, I'd had Violet leave a gift for Bunny. She picked up the small, red envelope with her name on it. She pulled out a small note, and read it out loud. "Do you want a bed full of hay?" It was something her mother used to say. She flipped it over and read, "Hay burns awfully easy," which is something I like to say. Once she understood what it meant, it was too late. Smoke was already filling the shack and her lungs. She began to cough, falling to the hay covered ground. The smoke soon was so thick that my camera couldn't pick up what she was doing, but it did catch a few bright orange flames burning through the dark smoke.

I pushed back my chair and stretched, letting out a loud yawn. I picked up my mac and tucked it under my arm. Time to tuck in my little girl.