Repent

five

CHAPTER 5

The night had quickly came by like a gust of wind, immediately gathering the night sky with ownership at the image of the stars, nothing but silence overcoming the atmosphere of the afternoon, flipping it over with courage to night. Our footsteps echoed through the empty space, making sure to make it nonexistent with alert. This neighbourhood was scary, rusty, dusty, quiet. I could hear the little murmurs of the animals or things that came out in the dark for a while. The all black that we were cladded in blended smoothly with the dark atmosphere, our voice kept in a low silent tone that seemed like it blasted through the walls of the ally, and out into the city. I was frightened.

A raging cough sounded from beside me, Ashley squinting her eyes in displeasure, nose harshly crinkled. "This place smells like weed. All we have to do is just get any clues and get out. I can't believe a family lived here." She commented, my only answer being a quick nod in response as my eyes skimmed the pages of the folder, eyes caught at the address of the home.

"We're just some houses away from it. It's an abandoned home, no one has bought it because of the memories that it held." Ashley added, my hands were shivering with the weather of the cold, the snow sticking to the ground with force of the chillness still in the air.

223 raven street way. Was his family's home just some years ago, another shiver gripped onto my spine, not daring to let go for a whole minute as it travelled up and down from the top to the bottom, smoothly. Grabbed by a hand, my eyes flicker over to Ashley, hers focused on a building right behind me. I gulped, my figure steering a ninety degree angle to be met with an apartment of some sort, the darkness was not able to show the features of the home or the design. But, that didn't matter at the time, our figures with some others travelling up the driveway of the home. The others stayed behind for any type of protection, my body hidden behind Ashley's in some type of scared way.

The farther we moved up the driveway the more I began to shake from anxiousness, my eyes drooping closed in some kind of prayer to the big man upstairs. A folder in my sweaty palms had my mind reeling in on why I was so nervous over the fact of searching a man's family's home. This was our job. Why was I still doubting my job till today? Our footsteps echoed through the gravelled driveway of the leading building of his home. I could hear my heartbeat threatening to pop out of my chest any second now. The way my feet slowly travelled up the space. Nothing but silence, and only silence.

Once successfully up the driveway, a creak rocketed through the space of the doorway, my eyes flickered over to Ashley's for a second, back at the door, then, back at her, indicating for her to take courage and simply swing it open, but who was I to talk when I couldn't even take the idea of having a face to face chat with a criminal, even though I thought that I had the pride, courage for the job. She nodded, her eyes making their way to the space of the dark space for adjusting to the darkness of the space. The pace that I held, earned a gold of speed for a turtle, my attention being brought to void. Once again, the tiny space was rusty, excused, almost broken down for the reason of not staying here in years. Again, was it worth it?

Some of our co - workers followed behind.

"I'll, um, start with the living room." one of them said.

Ashely nodded, her eyes focused smoothly onto picking the exact type of room that she simply had in mind. Her eye twitched from the left to right, igniting the crinkles. "I'm investigating the upstairs room. The attic will go to one of you guys . . ." she pointed, with a sharp top of her fingernail to one of the hesitant workers. "The basement that might be the best option that we had will go to me and, again, one of you guys. I need to check for any of the things that we have on the checklist that was located on the insides of the victim's body. " I agreed to her words, making my way farther into the room, and so did she, Ashley, chin held up high in proudness of her job. What she did.