Justice Wargrave's Journal
By Bonnie Cooksey
My name is Justice Wargrave.
From the time I was born I realized that I had an incurable desire to kill. Some might call me insane but I also have a great desire for justice. I am also exceedingly imaginative and quite brilliant. That is why I decided that my ideal job would be to join a law practice.
Before long, my brilliance and desire for justice made me the ideal judge. It also satisfied my need to kill, because most of the criminals brought before were charged with a death sentence. I loved my job, but after a while I began to crave more. I wanted to actually commit murder myself. But my immense sense of justice would not let me harm the innocent. They should not have to suffer. I was quite puzzled with this for awhile, until I came up with a brilliant idea
. I would gather people whom the law could not touch. Those who were guilty of murder but couldn't be punished because of insufficient evidence. I knew exactly who to get. There would be ten of them. There was a place for sale called Indian Island. I will draw them all to the island. It will have no boats and the villagers will be told not to respond to any pleas for help.
I will make myself known to them. Then, when the murders start, they will suspect each other. They will suspect me alos, but no more or less than the others. I will make an alliance with one of them. I will become a victim of a brutal murder and they will believe that I am dead. Then I will be free to move among them. The tension will grow so high between them that in the end they may actually killl each other for me. Each day one more will die. In 11 days it will all be over. Yes, I must kill myself after the others are dead. I wish to leave the world with a puzzle. They will never know what happened on Indian Island . . .