Crime Scene V: A Fictional Narrative

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Desmond’s top had become soaked with his tears. He crouched in the corner as he attempted to stay off the camera. He knew that it was foolish to try, mostly because they would want to know his reaction to this new level of severity in terms of punishment.
Dr. James started to speak and ask questions, just as he had before the punishments began. Today no threats were given on his children's lives during this session. Desmond could barely hear the sound of the speaker over the sound of his muffled sobs. As he kept seeing the event over and over again. In that moment a figure appeared in the cell and began to talk to him. The figure came into focus for Desmond and it was his newly deceased wife.
“Desmond,” she said. “Why are you not telling

“Just tell me!” Dr. James yelled. “God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.” the Father said. “Thank you Father,” Dr. James said. “I will see you Monday.” Dr. James walked back inside slowly. He looked at his phone to see a missed call. Putting the phone to his ear it began to ring. “Dad, Mom wanted to know if you will have to work late again tonight,” the young voice said. “Son,” Dr. James said. “Tell your mother I will be home soon. I am just leaving the office now.” “Okay Dad,” his son said. “Just wanted you to know that we are having hamburgers. I know those are your favorite.” “Okay,” Dr. James said, holding back the tears and the pain of what his job caused him to do. “I will be home soon. See you then.” Dr. James sat in his car for a few minutes after he hung up with his son. He kept looking at the family picture that was the lock screen of his phone. He sobbed as he realized how much he had in common with Desmond Ian Scott. Dr. James knew one key difference between the two of them. One kept this country safe and the other would kill people if given the