The Chilling Rain

The rain began to fall hard on the concrete sidewalk right outside my office window. As I stared at the falling drops, I couldn't help but think of how great it would be to be home covered in blankets while watching tv.

"It's coming down pretty hard." I heard behind me from a familiar voice. I looked up and saw Rony standing beside my desk.

Goosebumps began to form on my neck and arms. "Oh.. hey. Yeah, it's pouring." I quietly replied.

"I love the rain." Rony said in almost a whisper.

I nodded in agreeance "Yeah, what would i give to be home next to the fireplace right now."

Rony looked at me with his piercing eyes and I could see that he loved the rain for other reasons. For reasons he wouldn't talk to me about.

He smirked and walked away.

A few hours went by and the rain's cool chill could be felt throughout the office. I tried to focus on my work so that I wouldn't think about the cold. Then I felt a breeze of hot air. I assumed the heater was on, but it didn't quite feel like a heater. No... This was something else. I realized that what i felt on my neck was a breath of hot air. I grabbed my phone and snapped this shot with the reverse camera tool:

By the time I turned around he was gone. Did I escape death that day? Probably.

The Murderer

Ron or Rony to those who really know him started working with us about 6 months ago. He seemed like a nice quiet guy with a pretty good sense of humor. Like any other coworker, I thought he was normal.

It wasn't until recent events that my suspicion grew and Ron's murderous ways started to show themself.

There were dark sad clouds in the sky as they began to cry down on the office. Ron didn't know I was watching, but i saw him looking at some websites he shouldn't be on. This was a normal incident for any employee, so i didn't think much of it. Then as he clicked a link, it appeared he was looking at an adult website that featured a lot of bonding.

I'm actually ok with that, I understand that some people have their fetishes, but it was the look in his eye that alerted me that this wasn't just a pervert waching porn. He wanted the woman who was tied up to choke to death.

I think Ron looked my way so I'm going to stop writing for now. I'll write again soon.

Remember... Check behind you.

To all those I leave behind...

Hello... I wish we had met under better circumstances, but the reason I write to you today is that I have a suspicion. I suspect that a coworker of mine... is in fact a murderer. Ok... are your goosebumps gone?

Unfortunately, I made the idiotic mistake of outright accusing him (jokingly of course) in front of a group of friends, but am going to do my best to bring you the evidence and let you decide for youself whether or not he kills for fun. Obviously it is going to be harder to prove my theory now that he is on to me... but I think I may have saved my life by doing so.

That's me. In disguise of course so that he doesn't know who started this blog. That's all I have for now.. but will be back soon with more details.

Remember... Always check behind you.