Outside there was Tigger. He pat me on the shoulder:
-Nice job, Pooh. Now Darby's soul will find peace. – Tigger smiled sorrowfully.
Then I heard sirens. Three or four police cars arrived. In one of them was Gopher:
- What happened? We got a call for multiple gunshots in this area and we came to calm the situation down. What are you doing here?
We told him the whole story.
- I'm a murderer! What will happen to me? Please help me!- I panicked after I realized what I've done.
- Don't worry, kid I will confuse the media. Let's say it was a… Suicide, perhaps? - Gopher and I were good friends. He has saved my bloody ass from many situations when I done murders in the name of justice.
The next morning me, Tigger and Piglet went to Darby's grave. We left some flowers there. Then we headed home. As I walk these dark streets I feel the menace everywhere around me. We all made a choice where to live and what to do. I live in an urban jungle where bigger eat smaller and I try to put a stop to all this eating. It's cases like these which make me go on and don't lose my hope that someday this city would be a better place to live…
The End
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