Day+3

=__DAY THREE WRAP-UP__= =STRONGEST CHARACTER: Lacie Analista Chu= =E**LIMINATED CHARACTER(s):** Jack Kelly, Zinnia Mont, Leigh Theriot =

**Killer's P.O.V.** ....wondering why there was a three way tie and Lacie got the strongest? (nothing against Lacie and I don't think owen or desmond's stories were better or worse, just curious...) my capitol I's always turned out like uncrossed t's (see the loop at the bottom) or L's since my handwriting is so loopy and that bothered me so i just started using only lower case. i was a stubborn child in elementary school... okay thanks, swindells! i didn't mean for that to sound rude, by the way. apologies if it came out that way (:
 * Totally fair question. We didn't have time for a runoff, so I went to a tiebreaker. Of the three who tied for the lead, Lacie had the most overall votes so far this game. While we're asking questions, why aren't people capitalizing their first person "I" anymore? 1369877506 **

just like to point out that lacie and and owen had the same amount of votes overall...
As i paced about my dark little room, i watched slowly in hunger as the crowd slowly began to dissemble, little by little the others realizing that there was no help, and nothing they could do. While the disabled doctor stayed by the old woman's side for a while, the little porcelain girl came to and promptly retreated back to her precious little shop (oh, she'll wait and see), and i added "doesn't handle blood well" to my journal. Oh, yes, she'll wait and see.

The last of the stragglers left by nightfall. I laughed lowly. Already they were beginning to fear the night--but wouldnt matter! Round three was going to be played in the morning!

As i waited up for Violet that night i realized it was the absolute perfect time to get out the good ol' chess board. My palms sweat in anticipation as i retrieved it from the closet. There were 16 pieces for each side, and already that many left in my darling park. Oh how exciting! Oh how i couldn't wait!

I went into the chest on the floor of the closet and shifted through all the old trinkets and toys, searching carefully for the perfect character match based off of what i knew already from my precious little caged mice. To my thrill i found a miniature bong--splendid, perfect, that will be Mr. Desmond Tiny's game piece. The white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland---to Bunny you go! An axe? While not a fire axe, I believe i have just the man for you...a teacup and saucer! Only the best for Little Miss Coffee! A camera? I believe i saw that Wendell man perusing about with one. Oh how marvelous.

Shortly after i found all the game pieces and set them aside, Violet returned.

"Father!" She ran into my legs. "Hello, my little jewel. Did you set up for this morning?" She looked up at me with those colorless gray eyes, tendrils of onyx black hair falling over her shoulder and down her back. "Yes, Father." "Did anyone see you?" She hesitated, looking away. "...Yes, Father." "Oh?" I shan't grow angry--she's only nine, there's still a lot to learn--"Who? Can you describe him for Daddy?" She swayed back and forth, swinging around my legs. "He was a man with dark hair...he was eating...he smelled like something strange." Recalling the surveillance i've been glued to all day, i recalled Desmond's snack break, although went to the bathroom just as he sat down. i had hurried back, but i suppose i had missed it. "No matter," i stated, smoothing that dark hair. "Go get some rest...i'll wake you in time to see your mayhem unfold on the screens." She nodded and ran off. I turned back to my monitors. ~ Her eyes were wide. "That one's my favorite, Father!" She pointed to screen D, displaying a skewered Leigh Theriot, impaled by her own knifes, stuck into a wall for all to see. What until the morning sunlight illuminated her red-glowing body. "I like this one," i stated, pointing to screen F. Zinnia Mont was hanging from the swings, her lifeless body on view like a hanging. "Who's this?" Violet pointed to screen M. "Oh, that's Jack Kelly." Drowned on the log flume. After Violet and i had our fill of previewing, i sent her off again. After she disappeared, i went back to my chess board and arranged the pieces, one at a time, already tasting the blood of each individual.

As i set the last piece down to stare off against my black army of knights and kings, i smiled crookedly.

Let the games march on!