𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝| 𝙼𝙹 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕

Michael sat in the chair of the interrogation room. Blood stained his face and shirt from today's incidents. The door opened but he didn't even turn to look. He heard the sound of a chair scraping and a voice.

"Alright, what happened?" He looked up and was met by a woman. She had shoulder-length blond hair, and light blue eyes. She looked to be in her late 20s or early 30s.

He looked back down and shook his head, refusing to answer the question.

"Come one Michael. Just tell me what happened. We already know you did it. Just say so and this will go quicker."

That made him talk.

"B-but I didn't do it." He stuttered, making the lady look squint at him.

"Huh?"

"It wasn't me. I-it was someone else, l-like someone took over me."

She folded her hands. "Explain to me then."

"Well it went something like this...."

Coming Soon(I swear)