Chapter 2: Interigation

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~~~Micheal's POV~~~


The body was DISGUSTING. It reeked of rotten bone marrow, and blood. Speaking of blood, it was rimmed ALL ALONG the side of the fridge. And as Micheal neared the body, he could see that the area where the impact was, had CRACKED the vertebre into two. You could see the head was shifted from the rest of the cord, and you could also see tons of nats and flys on the dead body.

                                                         "Oh god, I think my lunch is gonna come out," Micheal moaned, at that note, he dashed to the sink. And in a flash, the pale vomit, of what was once his lunch, launched into the drain of the sink. Georgy walked over to pat his back, and gave him a napkin

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                                                         "Thanks pa-," Micheal started. Then his eyes widened, as he turned back to the sink for a round two. Georgy looked slightly concerned, but left Micheal to puke in the sink. As Georgy slowly went to the dead body.


~~~Georgy's POV~~~


Georgy knew the forensic team would come at some point to investigate the body, and maybe even the nats or flys. Georgy looked around the room, and for some reason, there weren't any cameras. The world slowed to a halt, as he thought about his predicemnt. Micheal stoped vomiting, the lights of the police cars stopped on a bright red. Georgy started to pace, as he thought about his dilema.

                                                       "This must have been a homicide, there is no way this 'guy' could have shut the door at a force that would snap his neck. And considering he's a nasty one, there would be entire reason to hurt him. But without cameras, or fingerprints, I can't narrow down the suspect. This was a break in, so where was he last scene? Or then again, maybe he had just come back home? Hmm, maybe-," Georgy thought. 

                                                      "BUDDY!" Micheal shouted. Georgy shot back up to life, the blaring lights and sounds surrounded the room. His deep thought was out.

                                                      "Oh! Sorry Micheal!" Georgy said in surprise.

                                                      "Deep thought again?"

                                                      "Yeah," Georgy replied. He looked back up at the ceiling.

                                                      "What you looking at?"

                                                      "The cameras," Georgy answered. Micheal looked up, as his face got into a puzzled look.

                                                      "There aren't any," Micheal replied.

                                                      "Exactly, I can't tell exactly what happened with out bloody cameras,"

                                                      "He is a pedophile, makes sense. He doesn't want police to catch him,"

                                                      "Ironic," Georgy said. He kept looking at the ceiling, but also walked forward to the living room.

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