[ WP ] You are the detective in charge to investigate the murder you commited

*PROLOGUE* 
 
 It was 3:38 am. The night was foggy, and it was drizzling rain. The man was walking, stumbling through the woods. Sticks cracked. Leaves rustled. There was a light breeze. 
 
 The man was grasping his chest, his vision was foggy. He suddenly collapsed. Dead. 
 
 *THE STORY* 
 
 I could n't sleep. I could n't sleep knowing what I had done, just 3 hours ago. I stabbed my roommate. He's... he's dead, now. It was all because he knew. He knew I was cheating on my girlfriend. I could n't let him tell her. I could n't lose her, no, not like that. I love her. 
 
 I then got the call. This is what I was fearing. I was fearing I'd have the lead in the investigation. 
 
 I got cleaned up. I shaved, I had coffee, I took a shower. I was hoping those would help me get it of my mind. Nothing worked. 
 
 I was starving. However, I did n't have any time to get something. I was already going to be late. 
 
 I got to the scene, and before I could see the body, Erik sat me down at a picnic table, several hundred yards from the body. Little did he know this was the place, the place I stabbed him. 
 
 `` Listen. The body. It's... it's...'' He hesitated, fearing I'd get worked up. 
 
 `` Spit it out!'' I ejaculated. 
 
 He jumped back, startled. `` Sorry. I must have called you too early.'' He said sarcastically. `` It's... Ralphie.'' He tried to say it as compassionate as he could, over his irritation. 
 
 I was never a good actor. I tried to look shocked, but it turned out to look as anger. 
 
 `` I know. You must want this killer dead.'' He knew that Ralphie and I were best friends since the 6th grade. `` I, I really am sorry, but we need to find this killer.'' 
 
 `` Yes, let's kill this demon.'' I said, with a blank expression on my face. 
 
 We went to look at the body. It was more gruesome than I originally thought. I started sweating. My face got red. I started shaking. 
 
 `` Are you okay?'' Erik asked. `` You do n't look so hot. I can tell boss to get someone else to watch over this investigation.'' 
 
 `` I, I'm fine.'' I said in a low, quiet voice. 
 
 `` Why do n't you go home. Cope.'' 
 
 `` Okay.'' 
 
 I got in my car and went home. I stripped down to my underwear, planning on going to bed. When I lied down, my mind kept turning and turning.'What if they realize it's me?' I thought. 
 
 I went to the bathroom, splashed some water in my face. I looked my self in the mirror. 
 
 `` You're a monster!'' I yelled at myself. `` You're the DEMON who killed him!'' 
 
 I opened the medicine cabinet, grabbed the Xanax. I took one, but one turned to three, three turned into 5, 5 turned to 8. 
 
 I precariously walked to my bed, and collapsed in the hallway. 
 
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