BradleyBennett (Apt.0302 W)

Blog #7 While it had been a relieving couple of days, with the knife no longer in his possession, Bradley now felt as if he had been released from the pressures of resolving this mystery. He was free he imagined, the artifact was no longer his responsibility. He could now leave the house more it seemed. When he looked out the window, he watched as the small shadows that the clouds formed rolled across the sky. Overall, the sky was much more clear than any other day thus far in the year. Although, there was not much vegetation that was visible from his room, he could see a few trees blossoming in the distance. The spring time always resurfaced warm memories. He thought that the weather was the world working in his favor as a part of his wish on that shooting star. The weather suddenly lost its rain when he did. Later that day he needed to get out of the house, so he grabbed a blanket and rode his bike along River Rd. Easily distracted by the admirable blooming bushes, it took ...

Blog #6 Surprisingly awakened by the fog in the air, Bradley rubbed his eyes thinking it was entirely his vision or another symptom. Rolling out of bed, only to discover that the deep crack in the wall along his bedside table, had fog rapidly seeping in. He gazed outside his window hoping to discover different a clear day , but his vision did not go further than the sidewalk below him. Today, he and all the rest of his neighbors will be imprisoned in their homes he imagined. He thought about the irony of his wish the other night, that he get a vivid understanding of the murderer, but today, it seemed as if the world was working against him, by blinding him from the truths that he is yet to unravel. Maybe this was not his fate, maybe the world did not want him to be the hero. Afterall he has had this old rusty knife sitting around his house making him paranoid out of his mind for weeks now. He went outside his room to collect his newspaper, only to realize the deliverer gave ...