~Ami

The room was cold and the chair was uncomfortable. I avoided putting my hands on or near the table; it was covered in some sort of unidentifiable grime. I kept my hands in my lap; one of the officers had given me a styrofoam cup with hot water in it, and I rubbed it in my hands while watching the tea seep from its bag until the water turned a murky brown. I wouldn't dare drink it--its rancid smell mixed with the metallic odor already at the back of my throat wasn't very appealing--but it was warm.

My eyes drifted to my arms. Brown scabs covered my skin, caking in my knuckles and elbows. I started scratching at them; they came off cleanly, my skin only tender from scratching too hard. I kept scratching at my arm until the scabs became little flecks of dust under my fingernails.

I could hear people arguing outside the door. The officer was supposedly calling someone to pick me up; I told them that I could walk home, but they wouldn't let me, and when I refused to call anyone, they took my phone and started going through my contact list. They sat me in here to wait.

Now it seemed that they were arguing with another officer about what to do with me. The one who had started it kept heading towards the door--the light that seeped through the door dimmed when they walked by--but someone always stopped them, saying "we'll get someone else, hold on."

It was silent for a bit, and then the knob clicked and the door opened.

My body aches, must be with drawls, Need to pop some blues, or... maybe reds.
The girl ran, she was taken to the cops. This was dangerous territory, especially for me, a convicted felon. None the less, i followed the little git to the office, Just need time... Time is the rule that no one can break, or bend... but if i 'ave patience, i can use time to my advantage. Heh...heh... guess the stones said it best "time is on my side."
The officer took 'er to a private room. My opportune moment, only one thing in my way... the police! There's one now, walking out the back door...FOLLOW 'IM, Steal 'is suit, then sneak into the office! That's it!

"Hello officer." Bang! shot 'im in the back of the head, blood all over, they'll be lookin' for where that shot came from, QUICK! Take the uniform, And his keys! then enter the office unsuspected. I walked back into the buildin', Get into the office... Get into the office... GET INTO THE OFFICE! She knows somethin', she's gotta, about the creature, the... thing i saw. I enter.

"Ello love. I'm officer harris, nice to meet ya!" kEeP uP tHe ChArAdE.

"So what's your relation to the young man, who was, so unfortunately killed in this accident." Hide your face from her keep the sun glasses on, she may recognize you from the train!
"Do you know him from school? Friends?"