[ WP ] Murder victims can now be brought back to life temporarily for 24 hours to testify in court . You 've now been falsely accused by the dead person whom you 've hated

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 I got to talk to him. Briefly, just for a moment before they shut off the machines. He looked awful. He'd been bludgeoned to death, beat up with a golf club he'd owned but never got around to using. His head was cracked open, and they'd covered his head with a latex cap so his brains would n't leak out. 
 
 `` Why'd you do it, man?'' 
 
 `` You know why.'' 
 
 `` I do n't! I'm telling you, man, I did n't do it! I know we were n't friends, but I would never have killed you. You *know* that. You were *there*.'' 
 
 `` Of course I know you were n't there.'' 
 
 My breath caught in my throat. There were n't any witnesses in the room, nor were there any security cameras. It was a more recent law, made after families complained that they needed more privacy, though people still were n't allowed to touch the bodies. I was alone with him. Hopelessly, hopelessly alone. 
 
 How do I express it? That one moment. My life in his hands, and me knowing he would use his last hours on earth to completely destroy me. I could n't handle it. I broke down and wailed like a child. 
 
 `` Tell me who did it! Tell THEM who did it! You have nineteen hours left. You can... recant, or whatever. Just please, please, do n't let them kill me! I'm begging you!'' 
 
 His eyes, unnaturally and unnervingly clear, stared back at me. `` I'm not being resurrected again. I made a deal with my attorney. After visiting hours, I'm gone. I'm not staying a second longer than I have to. It's too painful.'' 
 
 I slam my hand against the glass wall that separates us. He does n't react. `` TELL ME WHO IT WAS! I DESERVE TO KNOW!'' 
 
 `` It was my wife. Are you happy?'' 
 
 I'm far too busy crying to respond. He is silent. At last, I speak again. My voice is scratchy and raw with emotion. 
 
 `` Why did you tell them it was me?'' 
 
 `` Because I still love her.'' A tear fell from his eye. `` Even if she does n't love me.''
