Damages

Hiding

Knowing that his 'friend' was deceased. He had the idea of it being HIS fault. He knew it wasn't, but he just had to blame himself. After all, he was the reason he died. It was his job anyways. But he grew his self pity.

A group of investigators were discussing about something. "What do we do?" One said. "I have already taken notes on what had occurred, but there's no way we can tell if he'll cooperate in questioning again." Another said. One replied, "True, but we'll never know just standing here. Helen, can you do it?" Helen looked at everyone, "M-me? I've just got here a few weeks ago.." "Doesn't matter. All you have to do is ask questions without pushing him to hard on it." Helen nodded. "Okay."

When someone opened the door, Sonic's eyes shot up to see who entered. It was a kind looking lady, but seemed a bit nervous herself, making Sonic feel a bit weird. "Hi." she said. "Hello." the hedgehog responded. She sat down on a chair across from him and looked at the notes they took about Sonic's case. After revising them, she said, "I've read about what happened. And I feel really bad about it, but can you tell me a little more?" Sonic closed his eyes.

He recalled slashing, screams, stings, unbearable pain, and permanent marked words. "Nothing more." he responded. Helen was very confused, but in her soft, innocent voice, she clarified herself, "So that's all." "yes." "Well, how did you get out?" Sonic opened his eyes. "I escaped when he was asleep. I left through the back window." She put down some notes on a blank space.

The blond woman Sonic had seen earlier was watching what was going on and told someone, "I don't buy it. He's definitely hiding something." The man asked, "What do you think that is?" She nodded, "I don't know, but this guy better start talking or he'll end up not being believed." "What makes you say that Margaret?" "What he's saying isn't making sense. No one pours tears from simple torture and little damages. Something must have happened that he doesn't want anyone to know."

"Nothing else you want to tell me?" Helen asked as if expecting an answer. "No." Sonic replied and closed his eyes again. Something had been going through his mind, and it didn't seem like it would go away. They were like moving slides in his head that continued to play the same role over and over.