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A few days ago I went to a party. Everything was perfectly normal until we heard two gunshots from the shed out back. The house owner went out back and opened the shed door and saw a dead body that had been dragged across the floor before it was hung. The house owner began running back up to the house and called the police. When the police arrived they questioned everybody. I heard one of the cops say that this was a murder mystery party. After everyone left I headed home and laid in my bed wondering if they would ever figure out this murder mystery. The next morning after I woke up I headed over to the party house to see if the cops were still there. Sure enough there were three cops in the front yard. As I was passing I noticed that they were starring at me. I was worried that they might think it was me and arrest me for murder so I decided that I won’t drive by that house for a while. The next day I was having a beer on my front porch when a cop showed up and began questioning me. I was so nervous I was sweating. After they left I called the owner of the house where they had the party. She said that the body looked burned and that most of the flesh was deformed. After I got off the phone with her I called one of my friends and asked him if he had any plans tonight. He said no and asked me why I wanted to know. All I told him was to meet me at my house. About and hour later he showed up. I told him to head to the car and not to ask any questions. He asked some anyway. So I asked him if he remembered the party we went to and he said yes. Why are we going there? He asked. Because I want to know more I replied with a mean look. When we got there it was late so that the cops would not see me. My friend seemed really nervous about being there. I told him to toughen up. I put on some binoculars and looked around. After not finding anything I headed home. The next morning on the news they announced the killer was my friend I was shocked. I felt sick I was friends with a murderer!