[ WP ] The protagonist often breaks the 4th wall , and so the narrator decides to break the 5th . Things are getting heated between the two .

Detective Mosh entered into the darkened room behind the one way mirror with the Chief on his heels. the thick air in the room was entirely attributed to the person on the other side of the glass. 
 Handcuffed to the table in the bright room on the other side of the glass was Sarah Lucas, tears and hope leaking out of her eyes. Mosh's partner, Rafael Jame was trying to talk to Lucas to no avail as he sat across from her. she was indifferent to the words that were coming out of the detective's mouth but would cringe every time she was shown a picture. 
 Mosh let out a deep breath and felt his lungs tickle with want. His partner had told him to quit smoking on many occasions, but on the day of a quadruple homicide, death was already in the air, breathing it in seemed to only make sense. The Chief was never as quiet as he was now. as to why, Mosh did n't know. the Chief flipped the switch underneath the windowpane helping them listen in to the conversation on the other side of the room. 
 Rafael pulled another glossy photo from the neat stack that he had perfectly lined in the open manila folder. `` Then you went upstairs to find your little brother.'' he was trying to coax something out of her with his calm, measured tone. She had been screaming the same thing over and over at the scene, but after transfer and a couple hours in holding and she had become completely unresponsive. Rafael continued on his mock recount of what happened. `` He was screaming for help and you had to make him be quiet after he just saw what happened to Mom and Dad, so you had to use the kitchen knife on him too.'' The picture that he held up pushed another tear out of Sarah's eyes as she shook her head furiously. 
 `` Just stop... please.'' She whispered. 
 `` Then tell me what happened!'' Rafael pushed. 
 Sarah seemed to snap into the conversation and had a spark of clarity in her eyes. `` you wan na know?'' she seethed. `` he made me. He made me do it. You think you know and you do n't.'' she opened her mouth as if to say more before another horrified look crossed over her face. her lips quivered a little before choking out `` And you're not going to like it.'' 
 a silence grew between them before Rafael, keeping his poker face, asked `` Who's he?'' 
 she broke eye contact to look at all of the gruesome photos that the detective had spread out over the table, and closed her eyes tightly. `` Make him put away the pictures of my family.'' she seemed to yell through clenched teeth. Detective Jame was curious as to what she said, because it did not seem to be directed at him. still he obliged. he took his pen from the center of the folder and put it above the manila folder, parallel to the top and carefully put all of the photos back in it before closing it and putting his hands above the folder, laced in anticipation. 
 She eyed what he had done before starting. `` Everyone is anticipating what I'm going to say.'' she turned her teary eyes up to the ceiling and shouted. `` because no matter what I say, I'm the crazy one. I heard him tell me that I had to do it.'' she seemed to break down again as she started fighting tears again, but brokenly continued. `` You dont understand how simple it seemed... how... easy. All he had to do was say it and i had done it. No motive, no reason, he just said it...'' 
 `` who's he?'' Rafael repeated, unmovingly. 
 `` just go talk to the Chief and you'll eventually find out.'' 
 Rafael's demeanor cracked just a little, and his eyes narrowed. 
 DOCKDOCKDOCK. The door knocking nearly make Rafael jump. he looked to the closed door and back to Sarah, who had looked away again. the Detective didnt feel very confident as he said. `` we're not done here.'' And he straightened his tie and got up to go outside the room. 
 the moment the door closed Sarah started to cray again as she hated me for everything i made her do to get here. She tried to protest like she did with her family but i just quieted her the way i know how to and she listened to everything i said. she saw all of her family, her house and her dreams fall away with the sobs as i continued to give her instructions on how to further ruin her life with the knowledge that i possessed. 
 `` I hate you.'' she weeped. 
'I know and you will for the rest of your life but this needs to happen, you know that now.' I tried to touch her hand but then stopped myself, knowing the repercussions would not only be impossibly hard on her but be untruthful empathy as well.'you know compassion can not exist without pain. this is nessecary. one day it will all be a bad dream.' 
 `` But it's not a dream to me!'' she cried out. the sobs continued as i slunk back into the background. I knew the Detective would be back soon and things would get much worse. 
 Rafael opened the door and came back in. `` Tox screens came back clean.'' he started to say before sitting down. `` so who is this guy that you keep talking about? what did he say to make you kill them?'' 
 `` No.'' she whispered. 
 `` Excuse me?'' 
 `` I'm not going to do it.'' she said a bit louder. 
 Rafael shrugged. `` then we take it to a jury and see what they think about it.'' he reached inside of his coat to grab his pen and realized he had already taken it out. 
 `` you told him to quit.'' Sarah muttered Snapping Rafael back to the conversation and leaving his hand in his pocket still searching. 
 `` What?'' 
 `` You told him to quit smoking, and he never listened.'' 
 Detective Jame was frozen as he listened to Sarah continued to talk. `` The Chief went to school with my dad, so he's not taking this one like the rest of the cases. and now you arestuck in a room with me and i cant tell you how sorry i am... but he made me... I can hear him and no one else can and he knows everything...'' 
 For the first time, Rafael Jame believed the tears coming out of Sarah Lucas's face. I put my hand on his shoulder and smiled. 
 
 
 Detective Mosh wanted to take a crack at the witness. He always had a cigarette before interrogation. old habits and all. he was thinking about how to handle the bad cop good cop deal with little miss Stepford Psycho when he walked into the same scene for the second time that day. 
 the fisrt impression was anything far from innocent as he saw Lucas straddled across Jame's Chair but then the arm came up and came down again into Jame's neck. his mouth let out a soft gurgle and another sob came from Lucas's as she continued to stab the detective over and over, Each time yelling as they had when they first found her. `` I'm So SORRY! HE MADE ME I'm So SORRY!'' 

