Psycho

Unit 13

Phil's mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were still widened with shock. He couldn't take his eyes off the screen. Dan couldn't help but grin evilly.

“Alphabet killer…” Dan thought. “Really? What a lame ass name… They could’ve at least put some effort!”

Dan observed Phil from the corner of his eye, unable to brush the smile off his face.

“What the hell…” He finally managed to breathe.

Phil turned to Dan. His evil grin immediately vanished, and he faked a believable terrified look.

“A mass murderer on the loose…” Dan repeated anxiously, surprising himself with his acting skills.

Phil was still not doing much. He stared in front of him, processing what had just happened. And suddenly, it dawned on him.

“A mass murder... A mass murde- OH MY GOD A MASS MURDERER, DAN!” He screamed, panicked. “WE'RE GOING TO DIE!”

“But they said this murderer kills considering the first letter of someone's name!” Dan exclaimed back at Phil, acting as panicked as him.

“EXACTLY!” Phil yelled again, his voice getting high pitched. “YOU'RE D! IT'S SO CLOSE!”

“Didn't they say the letter D had already been taken down?”

“I DON'T KNOW! MAYBE?!” Phil retorted. “AM I GOING TO DIE?! I'M P! WHAT NUMBER IN THE ALPHABET IS THAT?!”

“I don't know, I never counted that high!” Dan replied. 

“DAN! DAN, DAN, DAN!” Phil screamed again, grabbing his friend's knees strongly. “WHY THE HELL WOULD THEY ANNOUNCE SOMETHING LIKE THAT?! WARN US TO BE CAREFUL?! WHAT THE HELL ALL THEY MANAGED TO DO IS SCARE A WHOLE POPULATION TO DEATH!!”

Dan inwardly smiled from ear to ear. Phil's reaction was everything he could ever dream of. He decided he would calm him down a bit… for now.

“It's the case to say…” Dan joked.

“Dan! Don't joke at a time like this!” Phil exclaimed.

“Oh, come on, Phil. Aren't you exaggerating just a little bit?”

“I don't think you understand that there is a mass murderer on the loose, Dan.” Phil replied harshly.

“Come on, they said it themselves; the next person to die has a name that starts with the letter F!” Dan said. “Does your name start with F? I reckon it doesn't. So why are you worrying so much?”

“How the hell would they know my name?!” Phil uttered, his voice higher than Dan had ever heard it before. “How the hell would they differentiate me from someone whose name starts with an F!? They’ll just walk up to me like ‘yes, hello, I was just wondering, what’s your name? Because if it starts with an F I might just murder you!’”

“Phil, I think you’re being a bit paranoid…” Dan replied, crossing his arms.

“You know how much I hate these kinds of things! It just scares the crap out of me!”

“Oh yeah, I know.”

“As long as you don't make a name change, you'll be fine!” Dan joked again.

“You're an idiot.” Phil laughed. 

Dan turned the TV off and stood up swiftly. 

“I know. Now excuse me but I think I'll go in bed as this wave of tiredness just crashed upon me and I feel like I'm literally going to fall asleep standing up.” Dan lied.