#inspector specific

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Feeling cute might delete later

Also some doodles of Cherry I made at school plus Benson (a.k.a Inspector Specific)

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My Drawing

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Trigger Warning: Blood and Swearing

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Silent as a Mouse

Ever since the C.E.O. took over, S.U.I.T.S hasn't been the same anymore. This place was more like a laboratory to torture new agents into some sort of experiment, and some of the results of it aren't that good. At least the inspectors are still working here just incase, that's good news... for now.

5:15am

Nurse Cherry was at her office, piling up the last remaining files in her desk when the door suddenly slammed open. The C.E.O. along with the agent headed inside, as the agent wails in pain from having their entire body burned.

"My apologies for interrupting but can you help this person over here?"

Said the C.E.O as they put the agent down on the bed.

What did you do this time?"

"I thought that if they were quick enough to find the key to the door, they wouldn't been able to escape from the fire room by now"

("So, their experiment for them was to find some key to get out of the room before fire appeared?")

Cherry thought about it in her mind before snapping out of it to help the burned agent. After what felt like an hour, Cherry had finished patching the wounds.

"Oh thank you so much, now if you excuse me I'll just be taking him and be on my-"

"I don't know about that, he'll need a few weeks to stay here until the rest of his body heals"

The C.E.O would look at Cherry like she said the most stupidest thing.

"What?"

"I said, this agent is too much in pain to continue. He needs to stay here until his body heals"

"Listen, I know you're a nurse, and yes they're meant to help the patients. But if he can't continue, then how am I supposed to have the most powerful or superior agents of them all?"

"Well those so called experiments that YOU made can wait, but right now this man is in bad shape. He can't go on like this-"

"I DON'T CARE IF HE'S HURT OR NOT JUST TAKE HIM OUT SO HIM AND I CAN MOVE ON TO THE NEXT EXPERIMENT!"

The C.E.O raised their voice at Nurse Cherry with anger

"All I'm saying is that your test is what led to this agent to be in so much pain, and not to mention on how many patients I had to help because of what you did to them!"

"What are you saying?"

"I can't go on like this, I'm quiting this job!"

The C.E.O was shocked.

"Quit? Why would you want to quit now? Who's going to make sure the patients are in need of some assistance because their arm just broke?"

"Well that's a problem you'll have to fix when the new one comes to work here. Inspector Pacific and I talked about moving away from here, I'm taking my son and we're leaving this workforce and the city tonight"

"Consider this my final straw"

"In that case, can I atleast have a word with your son before you three go? I can't just see him go without saying goodbye..."

Cherry would look at the C.E.O with a confused expression, why would they want to talk to her son only? But alas, she agreed to let them speak to Inspector Specific. As the C.E.O walks out of the office, their face turned into a sinister look. As they're planning on something much worse...

8:40am

Three hours have passed, the office was quiet... too quiet. Nurse Cherry hasn't heard anything from Pacific yet, the plane should land at any moment and they'll be out of here in no time. It's a shame that she won't be able to tell everyone at S.U.I.T.S a proper goodbye but it's for the best, some of her friends were already gone into insanity after multiple experiments they received.

Suddenly, the door began to knock as Cherry got up from her chair and open it.

The C.E.O was standing there silently.

"Did you talk to my son?"

"Yes, I have..."

"What did you tell him?"

"Oh nothing much, just a little bit of how you and him are moving away and a bunch of how much I'll miss... you know Cherry. For a child like your son... he sure was a great Inspector at S.U.I.T.S"

"Yeah he's- wait what?"

"I told him so much about how I didn't want him to go so soon, he knew how I felt and-"

"I'm sorry but what do you mean "he was"?"

"Well, I was just giving him a proper goodbye, that's all"

"And it could have been short, like that's it, you're done, now explain what do you mean by that when you said "he was"?"

The C.E.O slowly enters the office, his footsteps make creaking noises.

"I wanted to give your son more than just a goodbye, I wanted to leave him a gift before he leaves"

"I'm not gonna ask again, what do you mean by that?"

Nurse Cherry would notice something that the C.E.O is holding behind their hat, Inspector Specific's hat.

"Oh this? Why that's a gift little Benson gave me"

Cherry snatches the hat from the C.E.O as she takes a closer look. The hat had... a blood stain on it, Cherry's eyes widened as she saw the blood. Suddenly, the C.E.O would drop a bat onto the floor. The bat also had blood stain.

"You know what's funny? I didn't know your son was a big fan of baseball... so I gave him a big home run"

With that.

Everything connected.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY SON?!"

"Oh I'm sorry~ did I got the wrong gift for him?"

"YOU MURDERER! YOU FUCKING KILL MY SON!"

Tears began to form in her eyes, as the C.E.O stands there with no remorse. Just when Nurse Cherry could grab the phone to call the police, the C.E.O grabs her wrist tightly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you know it's kinda rude to call somebody outside of the workforce without my permission. And you know I hate tattletails like you, here... let me help you fix that tongue of yours shall we?"

9:50pm

Inspector Pacific had just got out of the plane 30 minutes ago, he arrives to S.U.I.T.S to pick up Nurse Cherry and Benson and get the hell out of this place.

"Cherry? Buddy? Are you guys there?"

He looked around at Cherry's office but to no avail, he notices the C.E.O's office being slightly open. He enters the room to check inside, they weren't there either. Just when Pacific was about to leave to check once more, the lamp turns on as the C.E.O pulled the handle, almost scaring Inspector Pacific.

"I've been expecting you Inspector Pacific..."

"Look pal. I'm just here to get Cherry and Benson so we could move, I don't know if she already told about it but... we just can't take it anymore, it's not the same like it used to since you took over"

"I wasn't trying to hurt anyone, I was just doing my job is all"

"Yeah well, it ain't right that your experimenting on those agents just so you could have a powerful or superior ones... anyways where's Cherry and Benson? I was supposed to meet them at the front door earlier and they weren't there"

"It’s best if I don't tell you... that's something your little girlfriend would tell you instead"

Pacific would look at the C.E.O with concerned

"And why's that? If there was a problem then she would have told me right away, where is she?"

"..."

"Where is Cherry? Where is Benson? Why aren't you telling me!?"

Before things would get heated, Cherry opens the door. Her legs weakening as she steps inside.

"Cherry! Of thank goodness for a minute there I thought something bad happened to you, where's Benson?"

"..."

"Sweetie? Where's Benson? Where's the kid? Please answer"

Finally, Cherry would open her mouth. But when she did, her tongue was torn off.

"My my, I never thought she could be as silent as a mouse"

The end

Why Won't You Look at Me? Or wwylatm is an investigators au created by @a-bomb-ination

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What a great family! :D

Wait a second...

Since when did this photo ripped in half?

And who was that guy?

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Trigger Warning: Childhood Trauma

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You Were Just a Child

Do you remember?

When mom found you abandoned outside her home?

You were just a baby, Benson.

Do you remember?

When dad said he'll keep your drawing somewhere else?

Only to find it in a trash bin?

You were just three, Benson.

Have you forgotten?

The time where dad threw you into your room?

So you wouldn't interupt his work?

You were just four, Benson.

Can you remember?

The time you found your mother on the floor?

A drop of water that fell from her eyes?

As she hold the letter tightly when dad left?

You were just five, Benson.

How can you forget?

The time where mom kept telling you everything is fine?

Even when she was struggling?

You were just six, Benson.

Do you recall?

That one time were you stayed at your grandfather's place?

And he talked very badly about your mom?

When all she did was bring food to the table?

You were just eight, Benson.

Now your ten.

Will you remember some parts of your memories?

Or will you forget that ever happened?

Some of your memories weren't that good.

Besides that part where your mom found you in the cold.

But no matter what happened to you.

You were just a child, Benson.