It was dark out, as it had been quite a long drive for me to get to this location. I had not talked to this man in years, nor had a planned on it, until the fact of what had happened to our son. I had been confused about all of it at first as well, even though I had been the one on the call when it had all happened.
It sounded almost like a little bit of a movie at first, and that was what I had in fact thought it had been, until I had woken up in the morning, to see that video. It came as a shock to me, but it also made me feel quite a bit sick at the same time as well, that people could be that disgusting to do some thing such as that.
My ex husband, who's house I was about to walk up on right now, he had been telling me that for years, and it got on my nerves so much, that I had ended up divorcing him because of it. Now I knew that he was right, and though it was a little bit hard for me to admit as such, I was the one that was in the wrong all along.
I felt bad for our son as well, as he had been split between the both of us his entire child hood. He had a fairly rough child hood indeed, but his man hood had ended up being the down fall of him in the end. I closed my eyes, as a single tear had dropped from my eye at the same time as well.
I had been on call with this man for a very long time, my ex husband that was to say the least. It was almost like we were back in the mid 2000s and I used to call him on my flip phone, when I was on my lunch break. We would always make sure that we went on lunch break at the exact same time.
I had been in love with him... Even if I was not any longer, I could not help but feel at least a little bit of grief to it, as I had always told my son that his father was crazy, and he had whole heartedly believed me at the same time as well. I knew why too... It was because we as a normal human, much unlike those people in that barn, did not want to believe in the evil in this world.
If Anthony, my son, had in fact listened to him, than he might have seen all of this coming, and he might have made it out alive. Or maybe not... I did not know the full story, on how it was that he had even got there in the first place. I was not sure all that had happened to him leading up to that point.
I just know that my ex husband was quick to call the police, though it did not matter all that much at all, as by the time they had even got there, as I had been told, all they found was his truck, and they found a bear trap in the woods, covered in blood, which I had to assume could only be the blood of my son.
They took them in to custody, as they had a son as well, as I had been told, as I had also been told that the son had seemed to act fine, and perfectly innocent. I suppose as I had also been told once again, that was also how they often trapped people, and made them not think that any of that was really going on in the first place.
The husband, and the father, he had acted a little bit different, though he had a big smile through all of it, as I had been shown in the camera footage, he was pretending to not have a clue as to what it was that any one was talking about, using words such as 'who?' Or that one line that seemed to get the detectives out of there 'I had a friend name Anthony... I haven't seen him in years...'
I wanted to cry... Evil truly was winning in all of this. It was as if there had been nothing that I could do at all. I shook my head, as I let out a bit of a sigh at the same time as well. It had seemed as if I had some how forgot as to what it was that I was doing here in the first place, and why I was at some beat up apartment complex in the middle of Queens.
I had not been to New York in for ever, and I was starting to wonder if this was some sort of trap as well. I did not trust any one right now, and most certainly not my ex husband. It just did not make sense as to why he would want to live in the middle of Queens, when he had plenty of money, and could easily go live out some where else, that did not cost as much to live none the less.
I shook my head, as I shivered at the same time too. If any one was not a part in all of this, than it would be my ex husband Mitchell... I still was worried about some one getting in to his phone though, even if those people did not know much about the latest tech, neither did I...
I shook my head, as I shivered a bit, hearing police sirens just a block or so away from me. I wondered if they might be coming over to my place, to perhaps save me. I blinked a few times how ever, as I heard the sirens fly past the apartment complex that I was currently stuck in right now.
Well I was not exactly stuck in at all, as I knew that I could just go to my car, and leave. I could easily just head back over to my home in South Carolina. I shook my head how ever, as I knew that this needed to get done. I could not live with my self, if I did not get these people what they deserved for doing to my son.
I shook my head, as I let out quite the loud sigh to my self, and then I began to knock on the door. I looked up at the number to the apartment room that I was knocking on, just to make sure that I was not knocking on some random persons home before I did so, but once I saw that the numbers matched up to what I was told, I did in fact go ahead and do so.
I stood there for some time as well, as I looked at the time on my phone, to see that it was 9:30. I blinked a few times, as I then looked up at the door, waiting for Mitchell to open it. I sat there for at least a minute or so, as I did not hear any sort of foot steps, or any thing else that would at least tell me he was here.
I shook my head, as I felt like I was going crazy. I had messaged him 3 or 4 days ago, and I had told him that I was going to be here on this Saturday evening to talk to him. He had agreed on it as well, but now, as I stood here behind this door, it seemed like he had forgot all about it, and perhaps was asleep inside of his room.
He was known for forgetting a lot of things, so it was as no sort of surprise at all to me. I rolled my eyes any ways, as I then pulled my phone out of my pocket once again, and I looked at the time, to see that it was now 9:35. I did not want to sit here waiting all day, for some one to not answer their door.
Surely I had not driven all this way for no reason at all right? It kind of got me a bit angry, but I breathed in a little bit, doing exactly what it was that my therapist had told me to do when ever it was that I got angry. It did not seem to do all that much, as I often wondered why I spent so much money on a therapist in the first place.
Maybe it was because I was tired of being alone, every day as it felt like at this point. Why would I spend so much money on that? I shook my head at the same time too, as I also realized that those were useless thoughts that did not help me at all, at a time such as this one.
I squinted my eyes at my phone, as I then put in my pass code that I used to unlock my phone. Which was of course the day that Anthony had been born. I know that my ex husband used the same pass word as I did as well. It was as if we were still married to this day.
I shook off those thoughts, as I then began to go over to my dialing page, to try to call Mitchell. Just as I was about to put in his phone number at the same time too, that was exactly when all of the sudden, a bunch of notifications began to fly through my phone. I blinked a few times, a bit shocked and a bit lost on what it was that was going on in the first place.
I did in fact remember that it had seemed like I was not getting as many notifications as I was used to over the past couple of days. I had not opened my phone for a while either, so maybe that had been the case... I shook my head, as I let out a little bit of a soft sigh this time, as I saw that Mitchell had messaged me to.
I was about to ignore it, like I was used to doing, until I remember the fact as to what was going on in the first place. I blinked a few times, as I then tapped on to my messages, and I scrolled down a little bit, until I saw Mitchell. I looked at the message, as I saw simply the first few words that he had said to me.
I stood there for some time, as I had a little bit of a blank look on my face at the same time too, as it seemed like my brain was just a little bit stuck at the current moment in time. I then shook my head, as I looked at the first few words of the message, and I began to read them out loud to my self.
"Hey I am sorry... I wont be able to be-" I said aloud to my self, as I squinted my eyes at the message at the same time as well, as it kind of got me quite a bit upset. This was another thing that Mitchell was known for too. It was cancelling out in a lot of important things such as this one.
I was about to lock my phone, and put it in to my pocket once again, tempted to just got back over to my car that was in the garage, but I knew that this was important, and there was no reason for either of us to be acting this way. Our son had just been murdered... I could not get over my self at all?
I still had my eyes squinted, as I clicked on the message, that way I was able to see the full message that he had sent me in the first place. My phone lagged out a bit, as the message did not open at all, for quite a bit of some time. At first I had gotten a bit worried that my phone had some how died.
I knew that this was an old phone, and I had not bought a battery to it in some years. I had it charged to 100% how ever, whilst I had been going up the steps over to this place. I could not see how much power my phone had, as the phone was a little bit stuck on a white screen for some time.
Just as I thought it was about to load, that was when the phone died. I dipped my head a bit low to the ground at the same time too, as I was a little bit disappointed, as well as annoyed by the fact that it had done so. I almost wanted to go in to a fit of rage, and smash my phone to the ground, but I did what it was that my therapist had told me to do in the first place.
I began to just breath for a few seconds, as this time it felt like it had done a fairly good job. I smiled a little bit, even though I knew that this was not exactly a situation to be smiling about in the first place. I then opened my eyes, and I blinked a few times, as I stared at the door way that was in front of me.
I knew that Mitchell had told me that he was not going to be there in that message, but I still felt like I should go in to his home for some odd reason or another. I blinked a few times, as I knew that the door was locked, as any smart person should do, when they were to leave their house.
I also knew where it was that he put his spare key as well how ever. It was not under the door mat, as that would be far to obvious, and I knew it. I lifted my toes up a little bit, as I reached my hand and began to search atop of the door frame. I did so for a bit of some time as well, until I felt the piece of tape on the very top.
He always taped his spare key on top of the door frame, as it was very smart of him too. I nodded to my self at the same time as well, as I shook off those thoughts, as I knew that they were point less, and that they were also useless as well. I pulled the key down, and then I put it in to the lock.
I slowly began to spin it, until I heard a bit of a quiet click, telling my that the door was now unlocked. I then nodded to my self, as I opened the door to his apartment. I blinked a few times, as I smelt an awful smell come from inside of the apartment. It was almost as if there was a rotten corpse inside of here.
At first, I was kind of worried of that might be the case, with all that had been happening as of late. I shook off those thoughts how ever, as I knew that it smelt like this every where in Queens it felt like. I closed the door behind me at the same time too, as I then turned on the light to the room that I was in.
I turned on the light, and then I blinked a few times as well, to get my eyes used to the fact that I was in a bright room, as I had just been in quite a dark hall way for some time. I let out a bit of a sigh too, as my eyes then slowly began to get attuned with the bright light that was all around me right now.
Once my eyes were fully used to it, I began to look around me, to see what my surroundings were, and to see where I was at. I had never been here before, nor was I used to what a messy apartment complex in Queens would look like in the first place. I shook my head, as I began to walk around the room that I was in, in the first place.
Whilst I had walked through to the front door, I noticed that I had been in a hall way. In front of me was 3 other doors as well, 1 further down the hall way, and then one on the right side of the hall way, and one on the left side of the hall way too. I wondered if it might be 3 different apartments put in to one, but I shook off that possibility as I saw that the rooms were to close together for that to be one person living in each of those.
I continued to walk down the hall way that I was in, as I was still a bit worried, as well as the fact that I was a bit afraid that an evil demon might pop out and kill me at any second now. I shivered a little bit, as I then walked over to the first room, which was on the left side of the hall way that I had been walking down in the first place.
I turned on the light, as I could just barely see the light switch on the right side of the room in front of me, as the light coming from the hall way showed it out just in the slightest bit to me. I sighed a little bit, as I walked in to the room, seeing that it was simply just the kitchen, as I saw a beat up refrigerator, and a beat up stove in front of me.
I shook my head, as I knew that there was no point in me being in this room at all, so I quickly flickered the light back off, and I walked out of the door way in that room. I then turned my head to the right side, as I had to figure that it was the living room, as it was the biggest out of all of the rooms by far.
I figured that there was no point in me going in to that right now, as, if Mitchell was going to be in any of these rooms, than it was going to be his bed room. The reason that he had not answered when I had knocked on the door, I had to figure was due to the fact that he was either asleep, or just not here.
If by chance he was in fact in the living room, I had already made a smart plan in my head, that it was going to be the last room that I was going to search, as it was the least likely that he would for some reason be in a dark living room, as well as the fact that it was also closest to the door out of the apartment.
I let out a sigh, as I began to walk over to the room that was on the far back side of the hall way. I figured that would be where his bed room, and his bath room would be at. I nodded to my self, as I walked in to the room, as it was a bit darker than the kitchen, due to the fact that the light bulb was on the other side of the hall way.
I reached my hand across the wall for quite a bit of some time, as I kept on moving in for a few moments, starting to get more and more scared by every moment that I could not find as to where the light switch was at in the first place. After a little while longer how ever, I then felt the light switch, and I flicked it up to turn it on.
The light was a bit brighter than it had been in both the kitchen and the hall way, as I realized as to why after just a couple seconds. They were LED lights, and they were all across the room. I let out a little bit of a sigh, as I then walked in to the bed room a bit further, and I then closed the door behind me at the exact same time as well.
I then turned my head back in front of me, to look in to the room. As what I saw in front of me scared the night lights out of me. I jumped back, as I nearly crashed my self on the same wall that I had been looking for the light switch on.
I looked at what was in front of me, as that was the reason that it had freaked me out in the first place. I let out a sigh of relief, as I knew that I was just being over a little bit over the top, and I was afraid that some thing bad, or some thing scary was going to happen to me at any moments notice.
I shook my head, as I saw that it was simply just a poster of Mitchell's favorite band when he was younger, which happened to be 'Kiss'. The reason that it had scared me so much was due to the fact that there had been white make up on all of the band members bodies.
I almost wanted to laugh, but I was a little bit too scared to do so in the first place. I shook my head, as I also knew that I had not come here for shits and giggles either, as I then began to remember that I had come here to find out what had happened to my son, and talk to my ex husband Mitchell about it as well.
I shook my head, as I then looked around the room that I was in, to try to view my surroundings. I blinked a few times, as I saw through the light in the bed room, that there was a bath room with a mirror in side of the bath room. There was also another, closed door, which I had to assume would be the closet, and I knew that there was no reasons for me to look in side there.
I then looked more in to the room, as I saw a bed that had not been set up properly, as it looked like some one had just hopped out of the bed in the morning, and not fixed it up. I squinted my eyes, as it was not much of a surprise to me at all, as I knew that Mitchell hardly ever did that.
I then looked more in to the room once again, as I saw a desk, with a lot nicer of a computer than the simple one that I had at my work place. I blinked a few times as well, as I saw that it was turned on, and I could see that it was on the lock screen as well, telling me that I needed the pass word to get in to it.
I shook my head, as I felt like that did not matter to me at all. I nodded to my self, as it felt like all and all, this room was useless. Mitchell was not here, and he just did not have the balls to meet his ex wife, which was to no surprise at all to me, as I rolled my eyes and then I began to walk up to the door of the bed room, ready to just leave at any point now.
Just as I got to the door how ever, that was when I all of the sudden began to feel, and also hear a lot of buzzing come from my phone that I had put in to my pocket. I was a little bit confused, as I had thought that my phone had just died a few moments before all of this as well.
I shook my head, as I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and I then looked to see what all of the notifications were from. I blinked a few times, as I saw that they were simply just business notifications. I let out a little bit of a disappointed sigh, as I was about to go through with my plan, and walk out of the apartment, when it all of the sudden came back to me.
Mitchell had in fact messaged me a few days ago before all of this, and I had not got to read the message. I knew that the message had to have been some thing important. I shook my head, as I then unlocked my phone, and I began to go over to my messaging app, to see what it was that he had said to me.
I scrolled down, until I saw that it was Mitchell that I needed to go over to. I saw that the message was still there thankfully, and it was still fresh. I let out a bit of a sigh of relief, as I hesitated a little bit for some odd reason or another, as I all of the sudden then clicked on him, so that I was able to read the full message.
It once again began to slow my phone, just like it had done last time. I knew that I needed a new phone, I just did not care for phones all that much at all. I was sure that it was going to shut down my phone like last time, but to my surprise, after a few more seconds as well, it then loaded in the message, as I then began to read it out loud to my self, just as I had done out side of his apartment earlier.
"Hey, I am sorry... I wont be able to be at the apartment... They are looking for me... I have to get some where safe..." I saw the first message say to me. I blinked a few times, as I dipped my head a bit low to the ground. I felt like I wanted to blame him for it, but at the same time too, I also felt that it was not really his fault. I shook my head, as I saw that there was another message after that, from just a few hours ago. "Not sure if you saw my message, but I have all of the information that you need, in my computer... Including the court date... The pass word is the same as it always has been."
He ended it off with a smile emoji, which made me smile just a little bit at the same time too. I shook my head at that thought how ever, as I then turned my head back over to the computer monitor that was in front of me. It now made sense to me as to why he had left it on in the first place.
I let out a little bit of a sigh, as I stared at it for some time. I almost did not want to go over to it, as I felt like a lot of it was just going to be a lot of his bull shit conspiracies. I shook my head how ever, as I also realized at the same time as well, that it was not a bull shit conspiracy that our son had been killed by a cult leader.
I then began to walk over to the computer at the same time as well, as I sat down in the chair, and I slowly put in the same pass word that I used to my phone, to this day, as I smiled at the thought of it as well. As I put in the pass word as well, much unlike my phone did, it took my right to all of it that he had been telling me about.
I saw a message at the top, telling me the court date, which happened to be January 18th, 2022. As well, as a bunch of strange pictures, and drawings as well, many of them he used to tell me about. I was about to roll my eyes, and push off as nothing like I always did, as all I really needed was the court date I suppose.
I continued to keep scrolling how ever, as I saw a bunch of graphic images, of a bunch of young kids, many of them cut in to pieces. I felt like I was about to vomit, as I kept on going down and scrolling, seeing it only getting worse. I shivered quite a bit, as I then spoke to my self quietly.
"Dear God... Why didn't I listen?"