Part two. Whoop-dee-doo.
You wanna hear something totally retarded? I have no clue where I was even going with this story.
Good planning, huh?
Tape restarts at 1400 hours.
Let's try this again. Do you remember?
No…but…
Is it true?
Is what true?
This.
That…the girl. She's dead?
It's true.
What happened?
Do you not remember?
No, damn it! I don't remember anything! Please tell me!
You're here to tell us what you remember. Not the other way around.
What was her name?
Oh, don't shake your head at me. You can't even say what her name was?
No. Sorry.
No you're not…
Well, what the hell do you want me to say now?
Whatever you want to say. It's your interview.
Look, I can't remember anything. Can't you just…give me a hint? Start me off?
Maybe some gentle prodding won't hurt…
Three months ago, you visited a mental institution. Do you remember why?
Yeah. To visit…this woman.
I knew her, but I don't remember how. She was blonde. Had pretty eyes…
When she saw me, she hugged me so tightly, I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head.
She kept whispering something, the entire time I was there.
What?
I don't know. It was in a different language. Not any language I know.
Though…I feel as if I used to know it…
-man clears his throat-
Anyway, she wouldn't let go of my hand. I tried to pry her off, but she wouldn't budge. Kept whispering, kept holding on.
She looked lost. She looked tired.
She looked vacant. Like something had been ripped out of her.
Is this the woman you visited?
Yes. That's her.
Let it be recorded that subject recognizes Ms. Yekaterina.
Who?
That's not important. Tell me why you went to visit this woman.
Oh, well you see, I found this letter. In one of my books.
-papers shuffle-
It has the address of the mental hospital.
Who wrote it?
It's in my handwriting, so… I did, I suppose.
You just did what the letter told you to do?
Yes?
Why? Do you even remember writing this note? And how did you write it if you didn't even know the woman you were visiting?
It seemed…safe. Trustworthy.
I wouldn't lie to myself, would I?
And I just had the strangest feeling when I found it. As if I had some sort of task to accomplish.
What did you do before you found the note?
Ate a sandwich.
…I meant the days before that.
Oh. I went to the store. And cooked some dinner. And…
And?
Can I ask you something?
Depends.
Why can't I remember anything before about three days ago?
You don't remember your childhood?
No, I remember that. I mean, the past week. It's just a blur.
Read this.
Out loud.
Oh.
'…police found four hostages at the house. All four appeared to have suffered from several beatings, as they were covered in gashes and welts, healed and not. Police Chief Dhrumweld commented, "It wasn't pretty. The house had been trashed, there was blood everywhere. When we got to the scene, all the residents were outside on the porch. The suspect was standing behind them, smirking. Tell you what, it was the creepiest thing I've ever seen." Police proceeded to speak to the suspect, asking for release of the hostages. "And when the guy refused, we pulled out our weapons. And then he jumped out at us," Dhrumweld said, "I'm proud of my men. In the face of sure danger, they took down the bastard. Took 'em down hard. Now those people are free, and at the end of the day, that's all I really care about."'
I remember this. It was all over the news.
Remember it? You should.
What?
You where there.
I…I…
-loud thud as subject falls out of chair-
Shit. Jenkins!
Tape ends at 1430 hours.
It just gets shorter and shorter as it goes!
What's her plot? Nobody knows!
3 Hugs kisses bagel
