Lost in Zootopia - Part One: Unanswered Questions.
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Night 1, June 17th 2016 - Thoughts of Faith Forze
I just got up and ran. The sheep, they were screaming. They were calling me a monster.
I'm not a monster.
I'm a human being.
Am I insane? What just happened?
Did those sheep just… talk?
How?
What's going on?
Where am I going?
Where am I?
I didn't mean to hurt that lamb, I swear. I woke up in that house somehow, and for some reason it was inhabited with a family of talking animals and for some other reason the biggest one got up and chased me with a glass bottle.
Wait, how did that sheep even hold the bottle? Why was it standing on two feet? Didn't I see it with clothes on? IS THIS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HYPERVENTILATE?
I need to lie down. The ground is wet. Why is it wet? It didn't rain today. Wait, did it? No I'm positive it was sunny outside. So then, why is wet?
Police sirens, headed this way. They're here to get me, aren't they? Didn't I just murder that animal thing?
No, it was an accident. That talking lamb was chasing me with the bottle, tripped, and the bottle shattered on the ground. Then he fell onto a shard and it pierced him in the heart. I'm not a murderer.
Those sheep called me a monster. Did they think I killed him? Is that why they called the police? So the police are after me? Great. Just GREAT. This is the perfect way to start out my summer.
Only now I notice something off with my surroundings, apart from the fact that the ground is wet. The sky is pitch black, lacking the twinkling stars I usually stare at from my window. I'm in an alleyway, but on both sides of me I can see people crowding the streets hustling to different places. I must be in a city, but how did I get here. Which city am I in?
Wait- those aren't people. Those are, ANIMALS?
Night 1, June 17th - Officer Judy Hopps
"I'm about to leave!" I cried to Chief Bogo, trying to dash out quickly in hope that he didn't notice my slip up on an investigation. Earlier that day Nick and I had been scrutinizing a robbery, and I had accidently ruined the only mammal print when opening the front door. Chief doesn't like me already, but if he finds out that I messed up the only lead we had to the cat burglar, I'd be fried rabbit.
"Not so fast Hopps," I heard his voice bomb. The hairs on my tail shot up, and a shiver ran down my spine. I turned around to find him standing directly behind me. His face was apoplectic, and he was holding what seemed to be his 10th cup of coffee.
"Yes Chief Bogo?" I forced a smile, trying not to look frightened.
He stared down at me. "We just got a call. Apparently it's a 187. You and your fox friend need to get down there immediately."
I sigh of relief escaped my mouth. He luckily didn't know about my slip up.
"By the way, I know about what happened this morning. If you don't grab the pair of gloves from my office before leaving for the murder case, you're in even bigger trouble." The Chief then walked away, leaving me even more intimidated than before. Guess I can't go home just yet.
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