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2025-08-06
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2025-08-06
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BRAIN DEAD

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Summary:

The hospital was quiet, only filled with the sound of rolling beds and vital signs beeping. But in a different building, the Police Department was discussing a recent case. A murder case of Annie Colber, the store clerk, everyone knew and loved. Investigations on everyone in town were quickly done; every detective had multiple people to investigate, but one, Detective Burgess. Burgess only had one person to investigate on his request, Charles Denmark, the man who was in the hospital for Brain Damage and Psychological Memory Loss. The questioning was very confusing to say the least... Charles's sentences were just gibberish; he kept repeating himself, but made sure there was an important part he wanted everyone to know. He knew that Burgess had done something in Colber's murder, but couldn't express that thought clearly, so he kept repeating himself to make his point. But the real thing is, did Burgess do anything? Or was Charles's brain playing tricks on him?

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Did You Just What?

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CHARLES HAULED HIS plain black duffle bag over his shoulder, sighing a goodbye to his colleagues with a wave and aiming for the door to the conference room. It’d hit 4:00PM long ago, when all the students were dismissed for the day. Current time, 7:47, so he should be able to catch a dinner to go at the famous “Stay For A Hot Minute!”run by that Mrs. Natty before the diner/bakery closes.

 

As he’d stroll to his car in the staff parking lot, he took out his key ring , it was a hassle for him to remember which were his car keys. The ring was supposed to be practical and easy to carry…which it is. Maybe he should have his memory evaluated.

 

After recollecting that the shiny gold key was the one to his Ford Tarrus, he unlocked and got into the [driver’s] seat, then starting up the engine and all necessary to start driving. Charles switched on the radio, “I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)” playing, humming along to the tune as he drove.

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“AH,THE SWEET SMELL of chicken pot pie and gravy for my dinner..”  The teacher thought as he made the short walk back to his car. As he peeked into his bag to make sure the poor waitress working overtime had put everything in, which he wouldn’t blame her if she hadn’t, he heard something like… choking..? Squishing–?

 

Charles looked around, his arm rested on the roof of his vehicle, but that is when he saw it across the street.

 

He dropped his food.

 

Misses Colbert was on the ground; Knife twisted brutally into her chest, the crimson liquid soaking all throughout Colbert's gray sweater, her eyes dilated, blank and distant with a final shallow breath seeping out of her lungs; Detective Burgess hovering over her with a sadistic gleam in his eye as he slowly turned his head to glare at Charles.      

 

He felt his heart, and his sanity, shatter..

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CHARLES RUSHED TO GET in his car, his body shaking from what he just saw. His eyes kept looking at the scene unfold. 

 

The detective dragged Misses Colber behind his car, throwing her corpse into his trunk and covering the corpse with an old childrens cover, 

Then he drove off..

 

The teacher sat in his car, his eyes wide and mouth agape. 

 

He felt sick.. he wanted to go home.. now.

 

….

 

His dinner…