The Silver Alice

Chapter Six: Doubts

It all happened like a fast blur. It's hard to remember much. We were on stage, playing Egyptian Legacy, that's when a swat team kicked down the door and gave chase to Crimson, whom was fleeing the stage into the back. I followed, for some reason. I wasn't thinking straight. I followed Crimson backstage into a makeup room, where she tripped over a random baritone case.
I quickly grabbed her wrist, she spun around in panic, but quickly calmed down when she saw it was only me.
"Why are you running? What is going on? What did you do?" I asked many questions, though she wasn't really paying attention and more on trying to get her wrist back.
"Sh, they'll hear you," Crimson whispered. I loosened my grip of her wrist, and she pulled it away.
"I didn't do anything, I-" Crimson stuttered," I don't really know what's going on. They think I'm guilty for some crime I never committed."
"Then why are you running?" I asked, "obviously know more then what you are telling me, you started running right as the swat team came through the door."
"I-" Crimson paused, she was panicked and frightened, and did not know what to say.
"Crimson," I said reassuringly as I gave her a pat," I am your best friend, you can tell me anything."
"You- you wouldn't believe me if I told you," Crimson said sorrowfully.
I glared at her with frustration, confusion, and sickly. She noticed this and quickly glanced down.
"There she is!" A voice yelled from behind us.
"Get 'er!" Another one called out. Crimson jolted up and ran for the back exit. Swat team members pushed me out of the way into a mirror to get to Crimson.
"Oof!"
Thud!
I fell down with the mirror on top of me. I The moved the mirror off of me and quickly got up, but to only see the back door leading into a dark alley way wide open.

-A day later-

" 'ey, look at this," Akiko chimed, holding the daily news paper, "The Alice killer has been caught. An unknown person was with the killer at the crime, he is still unidentified...
Hey the killer looks like Crimson," Akiko stated looking up.
"Can I see?" I ask while taking the paper. The article read about Crimson and my encounter with the seat team the night before. The article also stated that they believe Crimson is the Alice killer from Japan. There was also a corpse in a cupboard at the arts studio.
"Hey look,"Akiko said, taking the newspaper back and pointing at a decently accurate illustration of me, "the friend of the killer looks like you!"
I stare at him in silence.
"What?" Akiko tilted his head,"you don't think so?"
I didn't say anything.
"Wait, Fennec what's going on, the killing happened where we were preforming, and the killers look like you and Crimson."
I sighed and put my paws on my head. "I don't know," I said shaking my head, "Crimson could have killed some one, and for me I was just in the correct place at the correct time. I will probably be hunted down. " I sighed, "What have I got my self into?"