(TW: Suicide)
just one more time.
one more time I'll write in the journal.
I'm sorry.
they've gotten to me.
I'll never crack their case, it seems.
haha. it's fine.
She stood up from the table, setting down the pencil. The day before, the detective had bought the rope and found an old stool in her closet. This was it.
But, something caused her to hesitate as she tied the noose.
Do I really want this?
Do I want to die?Alas, she slapped herself across the face and scratched at something on her arm. She stood up on the stool and was about to kick it, when...
I'm not afraid of you, Alfred! Allen! I'll crack your case one day, even if I'm dead!
And then she kicked the stool.

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