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[Fold1]: The judge repeated: "I'm leaning

  • [Fold1]: The judge repeated: "I'm leaning for the death penalty." The attorney was astonished. Was he influenced? A question formed on her lips. [Fold2]: "Why are poo-poos brown?"
  • But she held it in, so to speak, as she didn't want to piss of the judge with such an inquiry. Instead she considered ways to further probe the evidence. The death penalty seemed
  • so wrong but she couldent hold it in it was to intense...she had a massive dump
  • of the brain, all over the screen. Misspellings, non sequiturs, stream-of-consciousness gibberish. A ceaseless, undammable flow. "Her pants bore the brunt of it," said Agent
  • Barton as he checked the body more closely.
  • Under the fingernails he saw blood and rock. Bruises on the knuckles. This person had been trapped and had clawed at the walls, then expired. Barton. The coroner moved towards the
  • sink to wash his hands. What a horrible way to die. He needed to all Sgt. Casey and give her the news about what he found during the autopsy. There was one sick bastard loose in
  • this city,that's for sure. He dried his hands & called Sgt. Casey. "Cause of death was blunt force trauma to the forehead," he told her. "Yeah, that's right...a spoon."
  • Sgt. Casey peered into the middle distance with a grim look on her face. She rummaged through her cutlery drawer to find something, anything, to connect her with the Spoon Killer
  • All she found was a single spoon, the very tip coated red.

2 Comments

  1. Netgyrl Jun 12 2014 @ 19:25

    dun dun dun!

  2. lucielucie Jun 13 2014 @ 16:46

    Cliff-hanger, Korinth!

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