I stood straight, not a single muscle moved. Head down, not a single emotion is seen. Eyes filled with sorrow, not a single light is sought. Face all pallid, not a single color is found. Mind messed up, not a single joy is thought.
The room is a classic four-cornered. The commotion gets louder and louder then suddenly went silent. The iconic woman-in-black and a Victorian time wig has entered. She has power. She can change my whole life. She can change my whole perspective of life. She can do all of these to me with simply her mouth and the two magical words.
"I am here because of one reason, these days, the killer streak, I am the leader of this nightmare. I am the one responsble for the attacks."
"You've taken your actions to the law, your....." The legendary doors swung open. A gunshot is heard. The commotion got loud once again. What happened? I heard a siren from an ambulance. What happened? The press came. What happened here? WHAT HAPPENED?
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Author's Note:
This is the first flashfiction of Chapter One: Insanity.
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For those curious people who didn't understand this fanfiction, I'll explain the whole scenario. This is a fiction story, not a true story.
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"I" is a leader of a massacre that took place for days. "He" is could and arrested and went to court. In the beginning, I explain "his" emotions, expression, etc. "He" is in the court, with the people crowding then the JUDGE came in. I explain the details of the Judge. Then I said he is the responsible one for the attacks. So the Judge is about to name him GUILTY, a gunshot is heard, and its only the leader who is caught, but there are still other members who are not caught and that is the reason a gunshot is heard and shotted. And the one who is shot is the Judge. That's why the crowd got loud again and ambulance and the press came.
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