???: "To think all these years ago my soon to be husband died here, the day we were going to leave together for unknown reasons. Why did he die? How did he die? These are two questions I can't answer, and these are probably two questions I will never be able to answer. This all happened just four months before Callum was born. Now here we are, six years later and we still don't know how he actually died. Everyone was saying it was because he "Fell off the ferris wheel" and I just don't believe it, because he was an expert and he was working there for years. The day we finally decide to leave, he dies? I don't think that was a coincidence, and I think that Chad The Chipmunk did it. Chad The Chipmunk, I mean Steve, gosh I went to school with him and even now I'm calling him that, was working here as Chad The Chipmunk. He really loved the suit, and he would wear it all the time. After work, in school, anywhere, you name it, and people started reporting weird smells coming for the suit, and seeing blood speckles on the outside of the suit's mouth. Then one day, Steve went insane. He grabbed an ice-sickle, and he was stabbing a teen with it over and over. He started stabbing the teen's friends. There were people running and screaming in horror, as the eye of the first teen landed on the ice-sickle. There was blood squirting everywhere, and I was the only person there just standing and watching him kill them off one-by-one. Then I got up and ran because I finally realized what I was watching. When I got home that night I was still thinking about Chad, Steve and I was perfectly fine. I went to bed crying of course though because I was sad about the food shortage in my house. This was around the time when my parent's died, so I was lonely, and I didn't know what to do with myself right then and there, until I met Callum's father. We were all happy until he died out of nowhere, when we were about to move away from this terrible city. He had saved up all of the money we needed to leave and start fresh, but when he died I couldn't continue because we weren't married yet. I've been living in my broken down apartment ever since then, just waiting for a job to come along, thinking it was all going to be okay. I was wrong, and I know that now."