INCIDENT REPORT FORM

CASE NO: 2573

DATE: 02/02/2015

OFFICER: F. ROY

PREPARED BY: CPT. OWENS

INCIDENT:

AT C. 02:21 AM STATION RECEIVED S.O.S FROM EASTERN FIRE TOWER. MESSAGE WAS HINDERED BY STORM AND DUE TO SEVERITY OF BLIZZARD EARLIEST RELIEF WAS SENT AT 06:20 AM. UPON ARRIVAL AT BLACKWOOD PINES MOUNTAIN LODGE OFFICERS ON SITE REPORTED COMPLETE DESTRUCTION OF BUILDING, SURVIVORS JUST OUTSIDE WRECKAGE. ALL RETRIEVED AND BROUGHT BACK TO STATION FOR QUESTIONING.

DETAIL OF EVENT:

SURVIVORS ALL INJURED IN SOME CAPACITY, MOST NOTABLY WITH CAUCASIAN BROWN-HAIRED MALE MISSING TWO EXTREMITIES ON LEFT HAND. POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS OBSERVED IN SOME. CAUCASIAN BLONDE FEMALE CATATONIC.


09:21:17 AM

BMCPD0136

POLICE INTERVIEW

ROOM 3

JOSHUA WASHINGTON

MALE

20 YRS

[JOSHUA WASHINGTON ADMITTED TO INTERVIEW ROOM]

[J. WASHINGTON MUMBLES INCOHERENTLY, LOOKING AT HANDS RESTING IN LAP]

INTERVIEWER: Mister Washington, we have a few questions for you regarding what happened last night at your family's lodge.

WASHINGTON: [continues to talk to self, seemingly unaware of surroundings]

INTERVIEWER: Mr. Washington? Mr. Washington, can you hear me?

WASHINGTON: [grows increasingly more agitated, shakes head]

INTERVIEWER: [yelling] Mr. Washington!

WASHINGTON: [startles, looks up from hands] What—? Wh—?

INTERVIEWER: You are Joshua, correct? Joshua Washington?

WASHINGTON: I—I'm Josh. Yes. [shakes head, visibly tense] Who are you? Where am I?

INTERVIEWER: I'm Officer Williams. You're at the Blackwood Park Ranger Station, along with the rest of your friends, remember?

WASHINGTON: [looks away to the side; speech is slow, slightly slurred] I remember...the lodge...I had plans but— [cradles head in hands, shaking] it was wrong, wrong, wrong, I was so mad, I've been mad for so long and then Hannah [shaking worsens, voice distorted by tears] oh, God, Hannah, oh, Hannah—!

INTERVIEWER: I don't understand, what plans? I need you to clarify, Mr. Washington. What happened, exactly?

WASHINGTON: [still holding head, voice slightly muffled] I was angry. They, they moved on but I couldn't forget and they—[voice rises, lowers arms to glare] they didn't care! [sudden anger leaves, slumps against chair] But I was wrong. I was bad. I hurt them, hurt myself, I thought I was doing the right thing—[incomprehensible muttering]

INTERVIEWER: You hurt them? How? What did you do?

WASHINGTON: [no response, continues talking to self]

INTERVIEWER: Mr. Washington? Joshua!

WASHINGTON: [no response, continues talking to self]

INTERVIEWER: …[aside, to C.O. observer] I don't know how to get through to him.

INTERVIEWER: [leaves, comes back with a cup of water] Here. [cup is placed in front of WASHINGTON]

WASHINGTON: [speaks up] I don't understand.

INTERVIEWER: [resumes seat opposite] What don't you understand?

WASHINGTON: ...They came back for me…

INTERVIEWER: Who did?

WASHINGTON: Chris. Mike. Sam. They came back...they hugged me, like...it didn't matter. Like I mattered. I hurt them...and they came back for me.

INTERVIEWER: Where were you? It says here [shuffles through report papers] that your friends and one of our officers went down into the abandoned mines to retrieve you. Why were you down there?

WASHINGTON: I was taken—dragged—I didn't think it was real, I thought it was all in my head, but she was real and it's all my fault, I left her down there—

INTERVIEWER: Slow down. You were forced there? By who?

WASHINGTON: [mutters unintelligibly, holds head and rocks back and forth]

INTERVIEWER: [sighs] How about we try something else. What happened to the lodge? Why was it on fire?

WASHINGTON: [jerks up] Fire?

INTERVIEWER: Yes. The entire estate was in flames, blown up from a gas leak. We're still trying to understand how the leak occurred.

WASHINGTON: [shakes head] I don't know. It wasn't me. Not in the plan.

INTERVIEWER: You keep saying 'plan'. What plan are you referring to?

WASHINGTON: [hunches in seat] My plan. I. I wanted to hurt them. Make them hurt like I hurt, make them pay.

INTERVIEWER: What did you do?

WASHINGTON: Nothing good. Nothing good.

INTERVIEWER: Can you be more specific?

WASHINGTON: Was just supposed to be a prank. Recorded it. Everyone—we were all going to be famous but—I fucked it up, I fucked it all up.

INTERVIEWER: Did you intentionally try to harm your friends?

WASHINGTON: [jerks in seat] NO! No, I—I did hurt them, but not on purpose, it was fake, but Mike was so mad and I—I hurt Ashley, I was just so mad, it was going all wrong—

INTERVIEWER: You assaulted your friend?

WASHINGTON: [covering face] I'm so sick, I'm a monster, I'm a monster—[more unintelligible muttering]

INTERVIEWER: Joshua, if you could try to focus and talk to me about what happened at the lodge—

WASHINGTON: [agitated, stands abruptly] What is this? Why am I here? Where is everybody?

INTERVIEWER: [rises from seat, holds out hands in placating gesture] They're being interviewed just like you—

WASHINGTON: [yelling] You're wrong! I don't believe you! They left me, didn't they? Tell me the truth!

INTERVIEWER: They're—

WASHINGTON: [runs to door and begins pounding on it] They left me alone! They promised! Why?! [continues banging fists] Let me out! Let me out!

INTERVIEWER: [aside, to C.O. observer] I doubt we'll get anything else from him until he's had proper treatment.

INTERVIEWER: [granted permission, opens door for WASHINGTON] I'll take you to your friends.

[END INTERVIEW—09:31:55 AM]