JULY 2ND 1997
HUNTINGTON ROAD
11 am
Everyone was awake and yet somewhat dazed
as though we had been tripping on some illegal substance
as we drank the black coffee I had prepared due to the
lack of milk. No one mentioned anything, not about the
night before or the morning after, they just made their
excuses and left, leaving me with the theme tune to the
Twilight Zone ringing in my ears. Days passed.
JULY 12TH 1997
THE
HORSESHOE INN,
1 pm
Gary was behind the bar and Andy and Nicole
were at the other side with me drinking as usual. It was
the first time we were all together since that fateful
evening and still nothing was spoke about it as we sipped
our lager and reminisced on the amusing memories of our
time. Life was fine and we didn’t have a worry in the
world, well that was what it seemed.
JULY 13TH 1997
PRESS RELEASE, 6 am
‘Female Caucasian, 5 foot 2, 8 stone, approximate
age 25 recovered from the banks of the Ouse, homicide,
cause of death:
Strangulation.’
It’s hard to imagine the emotion that goes
through ones mind when you see a close friend arrested
on murder charges. Andy was arrested at 5 pm after forensic
testing had taken place at the scene of the crime. 48
hours later he was charged with first degree murder. Suddenly
life didn’t seem so nice.
JULY 16TH
1997
HUNTINGTON ROAD, 9 am
‘She had been raped, stabbed and strangled
by this mad loner,’ the tabloids read. Andy had never
been a loner, he always had Nicole at his side and was
one of the most sociable friends I knew but this didn’t
help me or the understandably upset Nicole. Nicole was
a good friend and it seemed only appropriate that I invited
her for a calming drink that night. She came, but so did
Gary which created an awkward situation. As we sat round
the gas fire we looked at the board on the desk and thought
due to Nicole’s situation that it may provide an answer,
and so we tried as the wine flowed.
JULY 17TH 1997
HUNTINGTON ROAD, 10 am
We all awoke at the same time, lying on
the living room carpet with the infamous board sitting
on the coffee table, glass still on top. One thing we
now all agreed on was that this unholy item could create
mass memory loss better than alcohol could ever achieve.
We all sat in silence drinking coffee as if we were all
suspicious of one of the others spiking a drink, but we
trusted each other and knew that it had something to do
with our dabblings with a toy I had bought in my 16th
year. In our minds we were now blaming the board for the
sinking of the Titanic, World War Two and Andy’s arrest.
Perfect solution; ‘It’s nearly 11, anyone fancy a pint?’
I suggested and Nicole and Gary agreed.
JULY 17TH 1997
THE
HORSESHOE INN,
11.30 am
We sat at the bar in confused silence waiting
for someone to speak a solution to the nightmare of this
situation, it would never come and no one else in the
place spoke to us as Andy’s apprehension was now common
knowledge with thanks to the tabloid crap. The unusual
thing now was the police were now trying to pin
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