Hello Everyone! Things have been a little better, and I have been wanting to go back to the writing scene. Now, I present to you my darkest story yet. May I present, Through Their Eyes!
Chapter 1: The Franklin Tapes
When Detective Hamilton received a call about a suicide, he didn't expect it to become a long night. He was wrong in that assumption, as it was a night that would make him dread March 29th forever. He arrived at the scene, to find a few officers there first. "Alright team, what are the details?" He asked in a serious tone.
The two cops looked at him before presenting a picture. "The deceased is Dr. Evan Franklin, 27, male, 5'11. Recently acquired his PhD in Psychology at the nearby university. Guess the pressure was too much."
Hamilton walked in to see the Medical Examiner running tests. The ME passed on the information, "COD was a single gunshot wound to the head. The angle and the note suggest a suicide, and I'm writing it down as such. I believe the time of death to be around 9:45 pm today."
"In other words, just 25 minutes before I got here."
The ME continued, "I also found the note in front of him as well as a tape recorder nearby when I arrived."
The ME handed Hamilton the note, which he read...
To whomever finds my body...
I fully admit I was never a well-adjusted individual, but I couldn't handle the stories I have recently heard. My life as of now had never felt more conflicted. The years I spent earning the degree to help people have been for naught, as I merely made things worse. In the tape near this note, I have had various sessions with four individuals that tell horrific stories of their lives. As a man who suffered from PTSD myself, I could understand what the children had meant. To those individuals, I deeply apologize for giving you a dark outlook on life. I was supposed to help, but I hurt you all instead. I just wasn't the right man. To whomever is present before this note, I suggest to listen to the tapes to understand the situation. May you be of more help than I was.
Former Dr. Evan Franklin
"That note ran chills down my spine," Hamilton noted. "I better take a listen to respect his wishes." He flipped the switch to hear what he assumed to be the decedent doctor's voice.
"Well, I will begin this session by recording it for research purposes. I hope that this is okay."
"Of course," A vague voice with a German accent replied.
"Very well. Today is February 12, 2009. Please state your name for the record."
The young man replied, "My name is Augustus Gloop."
That's the intro! So, you have the background, now prepare to see what comes next! See you all tomorrow for more! Take care, everyone!