One may ask how I had found myself in this predicament? To tell you the truth I really wasn't sure. I had meet up with a group of friends at a local dinner, and we were eating talking, and yes some drinking, at least not by me. At some point someone had suggested that we go to the carnival that was set up outside of town for the weekend, It was the last night, so if we missed it it would probably be forever. Which would have been fine by me. Being I it was late, and I was the only one sober enough to drive without getting a DUI, I was "Elected" to do the driving. Not the way I wanted to finish up my evening. I wanted desperately to get rid of theses clowns and go home and crash and sleep for a week. But it was not to be. At least not yet.
When we arrived that the carnival, the crowd was starting to thin out, and even a few of the kiddie rides where shut down, and packing up. So we contented ourselves with going along the midway. Most the games were were closing. and in general there was a feeling that this had been a long weekend for them, and they were more then ready to pack it in and head for greener pastures. Until we got to the end of the row. There was one tent still up. The caller was still out there, still dressed in is ringmaster outfit and trying to lure in the few stragglers where were left to come have a look inside at his tent.
The gang wanted to go in and see what he was talking about with his claim of "Chambers of Secrets, and Stars" to amaze us. At this hour, It wouldn't take much to amaze us, and less to amaze my friends in the shape they were in. So at their instance we went in.
The first room of the tent was a small partitioned off section, with 2 doors One said Good, other said Evil. We stood there a second debating which door to follow. My friend decided for us, She blindly pulled us into the Evil door.In her condition, I doubt she'd know the devil if she was face to face with him. But I digress. The four of us had no choice but to follow her into the room.
The room was most defiantly not the tent we came in to at the beginning. It was four solid walls, as near as I can figure out they seemed to be a hardboard of some type, and very solid.The walls were painted while with a couple of small candles for for light. The candles sat on a small round table in the middle of the room. Suddenly there was a voice coming from somewhere. I didn't see a speaker, but that don't mean anything.
"Welcome to my Chamber of Secrets. Here we will reveal all your innermost fears and secrets. Don't be alarmed, Your are perfectly safe here, nothing will happen to you, that you don't ask for."
That last phase got all their attention, Suddenly none of them seemed to be as drunk as there were five minutes ago. They stood looking around both at each other, and the room.
"Now shall we begin? Jane, Lets starts with you. Tell me how did you kill you husband?" Simple and direct with no theatrics. I liked that. But would I when he got to me?
Jane stood staring and shaking,, "What you mean Kill my husband? Everyone knows it was a accident. I didn't kill him.!!"
Voice; "Yes you did. Tell us your secrets so you may rest easy. " The voice pressed. It didn't take much pressing, maybe because of the guilt, and the booze, or both, But Jane finely came clean. Yes she had killed her husband, all those years ago . It seemed she found him with another woman, not just any woman, but his boss, upon confrontation, and much shouting, it became clear that he was more interested in his boss then her. So she arranged a accident for both him and his boss. The truth was the boss lady was never discovered, or missed. So she had gotten away with a double murder. The rest of us stood in shock as she confessed all the details to the two killings.
Then Ronda spoke up; "So that's what happened to my mother! You killed my mother just because she had affair with you husband?"
Ronda turned to Jan and ran to her pushing her the wall. screaming and tearing at her cloths trying to get to her throat to kill her. "I'll get you for this if it the last thing I do!" Ronda was screaming as we pulled her off Jane. Jane shaken slowly did to the floor crying and muttering to herself. We held Ronda at the other side of the room. emotions where high as we tried to figure out what to do next.
"As I said this is the Chamber of Secrets, more has yet to be revealed. Robert, Tell us about the murder of your business partner." The Voice said again.
Robert what had been helping to hold Ronda back from Jane stood up. " I don't know what your talking about." He shouted . The voice continued," There's also the matter of the money missing from the business, 5 million dollars I believe it is?" Came the voice from nowhere.
" I had nothing to do the missing money, or my partners disappearance." He stated flatly. I was as surprised as anyone when the money turned up missing."
"I know you were, Robert, I believe you, but There's still the question of you explaining how James, here now has the same 5 million dollars in his off shore account, now. "
They all looked at me. Jane, Ronda, Robert, All asking the same question the voice had just asked.
I pulled my gun out from inside my coat. "Its like this Robert, Your partner, didn't want to let me have my share of the business, so I took it, and killed your partner, and made sure he'd never be found. Jane I knew about your husband and his boss, Your partner, Robert, What Jane didn't tell you is that I helped get rid of him, and then we were lovers for many years afterwards. Its over now. has been for a while now. Ronda; I'm sorry all this has came crashing down on you at once. But things needed to be told."
"We now have three murders and three murders, and various crimes of passion and lust. James put the gun away. You know your not going to use it." The Voice said. All this time I was thinking how fast things had came unraveled, and what had happened all those many years ago. I knew I couldn't face the consequences of what had happened, at least not publicly. So there was only one choice.
First Robert fell to the floor, then Ronda, and I looked Jane in the eyes and squeezed the trigger. She fell. I debated. what next. My three best friends now lay dead, by my gun. I put the muzzle of the gun to my mouth. And squeezed.