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Murder-Mystery Whodunnit? As it turns out, two people thought Mike was the killer. They had two different motives, but they decided that he had dissociative personality disorder, which was the cause of his anti-social activity. I didn't really see him as anti-social at all, but both Beverly and Dr. Jardine came to this conclusion. They were both wrong. Donald thought that Dr. Jardine was the killer, that her motive was jealousy and anger about the retirement home, and that her disorder was schizophrenia. I thought that this was an excellent answer and that perhaps he had found clues that I hadn't. He hadn't. Anna and Heather both felt that Anna was the killer. Anna's motive was the money that she would inherit, but neither could decide on an applicable disorder, which is why I picked myself instead of Anna. They were wrong. Mike picked me just because I was the only character that he couldn't figure out, though he couldn't think of a motive or a disorder. I believe he finally settled on "dissociative anti-social disorder," but that doesn't exist, so we won't go there. I decided that the killer was me because my character had allegedly killed before, and all were women that I had allegedly loved. My motive was my love for Kristi and that she knew too much about my questionable past (I told her, stupid me). My disorder was obsessive-compulsive disorder because I would have likely been obsessed with my love if I had any sort of twisted desires, don't you think? (Also, I drank about seven glasses of water at dinner, compared to about seven around the table combined for everyone else, so this supported my theory of my obsessive-compulsiveness, even though it was not part of my character - I just like lots of water with my meals.) So, I thought that I was justified, but I didn't really expect that I was the killer. So have you changed your mind? Do you still think that the person you chose before is the killer? Well, at this point we all lined up and turned our backs, and Matt, our FBI Criminal Investigator, was to put the handcuffs on the killer. By this point, I had figured out who the killer was. It somehow clicked inside my head, and I knew that no one else had the potential. I knew who was perfect for the job, and it made so much more sense now than at any other time during the night. About a half second later, Matt snapped the cuffs onto my wrists. I was right. :-) After discussing this, Vincent went over the few clues that no one found. I had found nine clues, and there were sixteen total. There were five letters crumpled in the fireplace, all from me to Kristi, and all the exact same letter, and all written on consecutive days beginning with Valentine's Day. There was another letter behind a log in the fireplace - a rejection letter from Kristi explaining that she felt unsafe in my presence and alluding to my past. There was another clue buried in a book on a shelf that I do not remember, probably because it had no real significance. So there you have it. I killed her for love because she wouldn't let me have her, and I probably would have killed her anyway, because I had killed me last three wives. You know, it feels good when you're the "special" one in any meeting like this. Tonight was a major boost for my ego. © III Enterprises & neotope.com |
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