Ol' Edward

Name: Adam Reynolds Agency: IFD (Independent Family Disappearances) Rank: Private Detective Case: Disappearance of Edward "Eddie" Anthony Victim Information Age: 15 Height: 5"5 Weight: 145 lbs. Date of Disappearance: 4/1/13

Adam Reynolds reporting. I was personally contacted via e-mail by the family of newly turned 15 year old Edward Anthony to report his sudden disappearance. I was sent immediately to their suburban house. It was at a nice, sunny location. It had some woody area behind it, which most families would automatically avoid. It was packed with trees without leaves, and I mean no leaves at all. It had thin, grey branches like it was the end of fall and Winter was approaching. In such a green, well-kept neighborhood, it was like that one tree-filled area was not getting an ounce of sunlight. Very strange at a time like April. Anyways, a woman finally opened the door as soon as I rang the doorbell. She looked awful. Her hair was dry and sticking up in all directions as if she hadn't taken a bath or even combed in, honestly, years. We shook hands and she introduced herself as Amanda Anthony. Clearly the boy's mother. She led me into the living room and had me rest onto a nice, plump couch. She clearly tried not to look so worried. She'd smile often and even giggle at times. However, it wasn't working. Her eyes were red and very watery, she had obviously just finished crying and had sloppily wiped away the tears. She had offered me some tea, soup, biscuits, etc. I, of course, refused. She brought over two glasses of water, anyways. The house was, overall, very well kept. The painted rooms matched well with the furniture. Even the burgundy glasses she brought over matched with the oval green walls. They had family pictures in every room in nice black frames. There was a boy with frizzy black hair. I automatically assumed that was Edward. She started to communicate, just talking about normal things: was I married, did I have any children, even favorite movies. She made a strong effort to avoid talking about her son immediately. Well, she did have to obtain my trust before she told me these things. All people do it. After a quick discussion about our lives, we got to it. She told me about her son and what he did at times. She told me he spent a ton of time on his phone. After some more description, I asked if she could lead me to his room. She told me everything was kept the way it was the night he disappeared. Clearly, I was the first person they confronted about this. I looked around a bit, carefully avoiding stepping on the mess cluttered about the room. He had a nice, blue room. It had the basics: a small bed, a desk beside it, a flat-screen television, an Xbox 360. Nickelodeon was playing on his television. Spongebob was giggling with his starfish buddy. Nothing strange about it. Plenty of teens watch Nickelodeon, even my 15 year old son. My next finding was quite strange. It was a Samsung Galaxy S III lying on the floor, screen down. The charger was connected to a plug behind the desk and was lying on the desk, finally connecting to the fallen phone. The phone had clearly fallen off the desk it was previously lying on. I picked up the phone by the side, trying not to touch the back or the screen. It was absolutely destroyed. The screen was fully shattered, I doubt there was even a part of the screen that wasn’t cracked. All the glass pieces were still in, though. Nothing fell out. However, the phone contained the most important detail as to what led to the boy’s disappearance. It was a conversation sent from texts. The last message was sent at ______. It didn’t give me the answer, but it helped me a hell of a lot. The following is what was what I could decipher through the cracked screen.

1:18 AM

deadbeat007    Hey

eddiesupremist_wtf  umm...who’s this?

eddiesupremist_wtf  It's me, Dick.

eddiesupremist_wtf  You changed your name again?

deadbeat007         Yeah. Anyways, happy birthday

eddiesupremist_wtf  Thanks, dude.

deadbeat007         My dad said your name reminded him of this show called Ol’ Edward on the ‘pinwheel network’ eddiesupremist_wtf  They had something like that?

deadbeat007         yeah. He said that’s what Nickelodeon was called in

like the 70s

eddiesupremist_wtf  Oh yeah. It was like the ‘Pinwheel’ channel or something

deadbeat007         Yeah I think it was that.

eddiesupremist_wtf  So what was the show about?

deadbeat007         It was like some Claymation stuff about a teen boy

eddiesupremist_wtf  What was the plot?

deadbeat007         I don’t know too much about it. Let me ask my dad.

eddiesupremist_wtf  ok

1:31

deadbeat007         ill just sit with him. He’s watching nick, oddly enough.

eddiesupremist_wtf  Man he must be a huge fan of nick

deadbeat007         At that age? Makes me chuckle.

eddiesupremist_wtf  So, got any news?

deadbeat007         He said it’s about a kid named Eddie with frizzy hair who used to go                    to this creepy black school that looked like some kind of                                castle. He skipped through the woods on his way there. They’d be filled with, like, dead grey trees and have this white van parked in the middle of the woods. Always gave dad the chills. eddiesupremist_wtf  Woods? I had a dream a few weeks back. I walked to school, like usual, but there were these woods blocking my normal path. I cut through them. deadbeat007         You’re kidding.

eddiesupremist_wtf  Dude, I saw some white car there….it was like a Dodge Caravan or something.

deadbeat007         You’re lying.

eddiesupremist_wtf      Tell me more about the show.

deadbeat007     	Well, Dad’s saying  that the whole neighborhood was in a                             suburban area that was always, like, sunny and stuff, but that one woody area was the only place that was always so                        dark. The trees looked like it was winter and there was nothing more than just dead twigs and thin branches. No                        sunlight reached it, it was like Satan just kept his hand on that place. Just looked……so damn evil.

eddiesupremist_wtf 	…..In my dream, the woods were just like that. Dead trees, all thin and gloomy, no leaves.

deadbeat007 	       …..This is all in the opening theme. Dad says there were about seven episodes that ran about 3 months. It was pretty big back in the day.

eddiesupremist_wtf   	When did it come on?

deadbeat007		Honestly, Dad has no idea. All he can say is that it was during the time the Pinwheel network first got on                         television, in like 1977 or something.

eddiesupremist_wtf     The dream, I wasn't scared at all. It was like I did the same thing everyday. The same routine, cutting through the woods and all, passing the van. jumping over a stream.

deadbeat007            Jumping a stream?!

eddiesupremist_wtf     Yeah, I-I saw a black castle in the distance. I ran to it                        and went inside this room. It was like an auditorium. There was this puppet show inside.

deadbeat007            You're fucking with me.

eddiesupremist_wtf     No, swear to god I'm not lying.

deadbeat007            Dad is saying that the show had these two funny puppets start off the show. They'd act out some scenario about everyday problems and then cut to                        the claymation show to reenact the skit using Edward and his friends. They'd come back to the puppets at the end of the show to show how they resolve their problems.

eddiesupremist_wtf    What problems did they have?

deadbeat007           Everyday little kid problems, like name-calling, bullying, stealing. But there was this one episode. One episode that people will not remember. If they do, like dad, they don't                             want to remember. eddiesupremist_wtf    ....Tell me.

deadbeat007           The puppets were talking, like usual. One puppet tripped the other one and started laughing at him. Then, the weirdest thing happened. The TV just became very, very red. It was kind of waving, like it sometimes does when it's static. Then, it went back to normal, but the episode restarted. The tripping and laughing replayed, and then it just restarted again. This time, there were no red, wavy images. The whole sequence just looped suddenly. Then it looped again, and again, and again. The audio went faster each time. The video got faster, too. Then, after about 5 more loops, everything stopped. Then, another video came up.

eddiesupremist_wtf    What was it about?

deadbeat007           There was a baby. These kids held up a baby. Edward was one of the guys there. The baby laughed, like any child would. The other boys were just smiling at it, like people do to                                              babies. The boy holding it was shaking it a little, teasing it, playing with the child. Then.

eddiesupremist_wtf    Tell me.

deadbeat007           Wait...I'm going to call you. There's a ton I have to tell you.

The phone had no more messages after that. If this boy, Dick, actually did call Edward, then it should be recorded on his phone. I went over to his last call. It  was just a regular phone number. I traced it back to Dick's phone, and had a  transcript made of their conversation.

The following is what was transcribed.

Dick                 Edward, He grabbed a knife. They had a camera angle of                        just the knife lying on a table and Edward reaching for it. The boy holding the baby held him up, and Edward......

Edward                What?!

Dick                  Edward swung the knife.

Edward                Oh my god.

Dick                  No one really saw what happened to the baby, because it just cut back to the puppets. They were looking....very demonic now. They had red eyes, they had scales, they were reptilian. Then....they look up at the screen laughing. They seemed to look right at the viewers' soul. Then, that scene got cut off and it went back to the scene of Edward with the knife. There was blood on his face, his shirt was drenched. He was looking down, breathing heavily. The worst part was that this....this was not an animation. He looked up at the screen slowly and....oh my god. Oh my fucking god. No!

Edward                What?! Dick, no! What's happening?!

Dick                  My TV! My TV! No! It's fucking red! It's waving!

Edward                No! Run the hell away!

Dick                  Eddie......You! You're on my fucking tv!

Edward                No! How the hell?!?!

Dick                  You're holding a fucking butchering knife!

Edward                Dick. Run. The Hell. Away. Don't think, don't look, just fucking run!

Dick                  You....you're laughing!

Edward                No! RUN! DAMMIT, DICK! RUN!

Dick                  My dad just disappeared! I-I can't find him!

Edward                Run, Dick!

Dick                  NO! EDDIE! RUN! NO!

Edward                Somebody's knocking on my door. Oh my god, I'm going out through the back doo-

The phone call had ended at this moment. They were crying through the whole thing. Screaming and maniacal laughing could be heard in the background. I often times had to look behind me, thinking there was really someone behind me, giggling. It was that realistic. I stared at the cell phone with wide eyes the whole time. I put it in a zip-lock bag and slipped it into my inside coat pocket. I shook hands with Mrs. Anthony and walked out of the small house, promising her an update. I looked behind me on my way out. The woods had looked bigger than when I arrived. Then, I saw something that took my breath away. In the bad way. I watched with fear as I saw a white Dodge Caravan pull up into the middle of the woods. A boy stepped out. He looked about 5"5, looked kind of big, about 150 lbs. He stood there. Watching me. I could see inside the van through the back windows. In the back seat lie 2 puppets, peering out onto me, staring into my soul. The boy turned around and skipped away, jumping over the stream. Mrs. Anthony, I found your son, but I don't think I can bring him back.