Blindness is Bliss
Chapter 1
"What about all of the murders? What's going to happen about them? We can't let more people suffer; I mean we don't even know who's caused them-which minority group? Could it be the gypsies?"
"Captain, for once in my life, I have to say that, no, it isn't the gypsies."
Over 50 witnesses outside of the castle of justice could have sworn that everything inside the castle had gone silent for over a whole minute after this remark.
"Sir...are you feeling well, do you want to lie down?" the Captain asked nervously.
"Of course not!" Judge Frollo snapped. "There is just too much evidence saying that it's not gypsies. For one thing, the only clue's left behind at the scene of the murders were short warnings, written in blood, and everyone knows that gypsies can't read or write. It's too much knowledge and effort for their tiny brains." He added in his usual oily manner.
"Oh." everybody sighed in realisation. Of course. The only time that Frollo didn't blame the gypsies was when there is something in the form of evidence against them, which makes them look stupid at the same time. It was the only way he could feel right about letting them off the hook.
"Then I'm stumped. What are we meant to do? Nothing like this has ever happened before." the Captain continued to look worried about their imminent situation.
"Captain, I suggest that we leave it for now. What we should do is gather more evidence so that we know what sort of enemy we are up against. Now, if you will excuse me, it's late and, if we are going to get control of this situation, we should all get a good night sleep." He said, eyeing off the Captain in particular. Judge Frollo stood up and gracefully left the small study.