*an officer walks in the interrogation room, holding a clip board. She sits down at the table in the middle of the room. Across the table sat a teenage boy. His arms crossed, closing himself off, clearly not wanting to talk*
“So, can you tell me what you saw? *she clicks her pen* The previous officer gave me a brief summary but I have to admit, your “angel” theory? Yeah, I don’t know, can’t say I believe kid.”
“I’m not saying it was an angel! like… I don’t know? Maybe some freaky ass cosplay? But it was still weird like, I don’t… I…” *he clearly starts getting worked up*
“No need for the language, take a breath. I can see that you and your friends are shaken up by it. I understand that nerves and high stress makes something believe something else just to make sense of things. But I really need you to tell us the truth. I don’t think cosplay can knock someone out. Especially when your already caught trespassing.”
*the boy slams the table* “I am telling the truth! I-“
*she puts her hand up, gesturing for him to take it down a notch* “Woah woah okay, calm down. How about this: since all I got was a summary, I get you some water and you can tell me exactly what happened. Sound good?”
“*he slouches in his chair, letting out a shaky sigh* … yeah… I guess..”
“Alright. *she stands up* I’ll be right back”
*The officer leaves the room. After a few minutes, she comes back with a couple paper cups of water. She sets the cups down and takes her seat again. The boy grabbed his cup and took a sip and as she sat back down she brings out a recorder and sets it in the middle of the table. Her finger hovering over the record button*
“Mind if I record this?”
*The boy shakes head. He doesn’t mind. The officer presses the button and it starts recording*
“Ready when you are.”
“*sighs* I don’t know, we just…”
*she cuts him off for a moment* “From the beginning please”
“Ugh… so, me and a few of my friends: Janette, Elijah, … do I say their names?”
“We already have them here and are talking to him so, it’s fine. Please, continue.”
“*he rubs his arm nervously* Ok… me, Jannette, Elijah, and his brother Alex, we’re just hanging out.. school just ended… and.. um.. I asked if they wanted to hang out for a bit cuz, I didn’t really want to go home…”
“How come?”
“I just didn’t. That doesn’t matter here.”
“If you say so. Go on.”
“So, obviously the said yeah cuz i don’t know… got nothing better to do I guess. We didn’t really have an idea at first so we just went to grab food at some hole in the wall. But I’m the only one who really got anything… Janette just got a drink and Elijah and his brother shared some fries.”
“Were they good?”
“Yeah. I like that place..”
“Hmm.. may have to try it.”
“Hah… but yeah, so, they were like, ‘oh this is boring, bla bla, are we going to actually do something?’ And I … didn’t want them to leave me yet so I offered hanging out at the park but they said it was too far… so Alex said the Cemetery since it’s ’closer and pretty much a park’… they said sure so I went along cuz like, more hang out time”
*The officer nods*
“So we walk and walk and we get there and the gates locked. I don’t know why they close so early it was only like 4 when we got there… I guess not wanting to waste the time we spent getting there, Alex started climbing the fence to get in. Elijah followed in but me and Janette didn’t want to till the pressured us to eventually do it. We-“
“*She interrupts him again* Pressured you how? Did they threaten you two? Or..”
“I don’t know just being assholes about it. Janette gets pressured easily they kept calling her boring or she was being a pussy about it. Then she gave in and they helped her over.”
“And what about you?”
“Same thing but just, I didn’t want to be alone.. I guess.”
“And then?”
“We started walking around… at some point we saw a security guard and hid behind a… those buildings that have the bodies inside, it’s not the church. It’s…”
“A mausoleum?”
“Yeah I guess? If that’s what it is…”
“Go on”
“The guy passed us and we walked the other way.. only a little bit away we started hearing crying? But like… it was weird cuz we would’ve been able to hear it already it just started happening…”
“Crying how? Like fake? Real?”
“Like howling man… real… hurt… yknow? We heard that and it was like.. how’d the security guard not hear that? And being dumb and nosy, Alex started heading over, and that’s Elijah’s little brother so he had to keep and eye on him and he can’t stop him, so we all go over and that’s where the thing was…”
“The ‘Angel?’”
*He nods, if that’s what they’re calling it*
“What did it look like?”
“Like… I don’t know… it was white… there was feathers all over it but like… a part of it looked like a plucked chicken?”
“A…plucked chicken? *The officer tilts her head at the description*”
“I don’t know! that’s just what it looked like.. I thought it was some freaky cosplay shit… but they were laying on a grave, like crying into it too, they were tall like… tall..”
“How tall would you say?”
“However tall a basketball player is. I don’t know just, tall. Like touch the rim without much reaching type tall.. but that’s just my guess they were laying down..”
“That’s pretty tall.”
“I know but… so, like, Janette was all like, ‘we should leave them they’re probably mourning’ or something but Alex isn’t … really a fan of that nerd stuff. Like, he’s an asshole to those kids at school that like to wear those animal tails. Pulls them… And he’s like ‘no imma, imma mess with them’ calling them a freak, and just starts going over to them before Elijah can say anything. That’s when like,”
“It turned around?”
“Yeah… it’s face was… I don’t… even know how to describe it… it like.. it… it had a face? But didn’t? Like something was supposed to be there but… it was gone…? I don’t know but it freaked out Alex and he fell back,”
“Is this when he was knocked unconscious?”
“No, he got up, I think it just startled him I guess..? And he kept trying to be like tough and shit to be an ass to them but like , I-I blinked and they were standing infront of him!”
“Like it … teleported?”
“*He starts breathing heavier, and looking scared and anxious* Yes? I guess? I don’t know!”
“*She quickly puts the clipboard and pen down, trying to calm him down and keep him from having a panic attack* Woah, hey , hey, why are you crying? There’s nothing-“
“Cuz I sound fucking crazy! *he suddenly shouts, deep breaths and nearly hyperventilating* I sound fuckin schizo and you’re going to send me to some nut house!”
“No, no we’re not, you’re fine here-”
“*He stands up suddenly* I’m not crazy! I know what I saw!”
“*She stands up suddenly too, keeping her hand near her belt* Hey, calm down, I need you to calm down okay? I need you to finish telling me what happened.”
“Why? What’s the point, you don’t believe me?”
“No, no, I believe you I really do… I promise.. *she moves her hand from her belt to place it over her heart* I’ve had a sort of similar experience before”
“*this gets his attention, brining him back to reality. He sniffles*…. You have?”
“*nods* if you finish telling me yours, I’ll tell you my story. Deal?”
*The boy slowly nods. She gestures back to the seat, wanting him to sit down first. He stands there for a moment before slowly going back to it. Taking a seat and she soon follows.*
“*he wipes his nose with his sleeve. His voice a little shaky too. He rubs his eyes with his hands and continues* so it.. yeah it just appeared in front of him, y’know… it… and then it touched him, like put its hand on his forehead and…and he just fell… Alex, just fell over? He just passed out? And then it just disappeared after-! He hit the floor and it was gone like *snaps*… Jan-Janette said he was alive like did the pulse thing to him and she felt something so I don’t know.. do you know how he is now?”
“*she shakes head slowly* No, sorry, I haven’t heard anything personally. I’m sure he’s fine though, maybe just passed out from fright. We can have someone check on him”
“*He nods, wiping his nose again* okay… thanks..”
*He takes a sip of water and talks as the officer writes something down on her papers. Giving them a moment of silence. Then the boy speaks again*
“so, what happened with your, thing…?”
“*she looks up from her papers and sets down the pen and a sigh before she starts* I was maybe a couple grades younger than you and at my grandparents place. I was sitting in the spare room all by myself. I had got in trouble for pulling my grandma’s cat’s tail cause she scratched me so she put me in the room to cool off. I remember looking out the window some time in my tantrum and there I saw it. The tall, pale, white figure… staring at me through the window. It was a few steps away but I still saw most of its face… It looked like something should’ve been there where its face was supposed to be but there was… nothing… can’t even explain what was kind of there.”
“*the boy slouched back in his chair, running his fingers through his hair.* the hell is this thing….”
