Playing with the Dead
A fan fiction by Kate-chan 91
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Kate-chan 91's tidbits (A/N): That new rule about banning reviewer responses is so stupid, am I right? Anyway, I'm pretty close to finishing this fanfic, so get ready!
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Part Three
Chapter Eight: Leave Me Be
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"They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice… that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to do which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person." – Arthur Schopenhauer
"We found Sam just in time; she was unconscious and her skin had a grayish tone to it. As the IV rushed through her veins, the doctor there told me if we found her just half and hour later, she would've died."
"What medications did Miss Manson take at that timeframe, sir?" Keith asked Burns.
"Hm… She was taking Ritalin, Adderall, and Depakote at the time, but the doctors at the hospital were considering to quit prescribing her those medications at the time of her death."
"I see."
"Moving on," Burns continued in a stern voice, "Sam was in critical condition for the next two days. On the twenty-fourth, however, her health, well, physical health to be exact, started to improve. However, just several days later, Sam started screaming and constantly claiming our little boy Danny was watching her at all times, be they waking or sleeping." It was then when he rummaged through his desk drawers, finally managing to find a black videotape labeled, "October 26 '05."
"What's that?" Keith asked as the doctor popped the tape into the TV/VCR connected above a corner of the square room. Turning it on, he responded with: "Just watch and see, Detective."
Like the pictures Keith looked at moments ago, they composed of the same elements: the teenaged girl freaking out, screaming and begging and the strange dark colored blob. Unlike the pictures, however, you could actually hear what was going on. In this case, Sam's frantic screaming was for the most part muffled out with another repetitive line of communication:
"Motto ima ijou ni watashi o yogoshite
Hon no sukoshi dake watashi o yogoshite"
This repeated at an eardrum popping volume until Burns finally silenced it all by pressing "STOP" on the VCR.
"What you just witnessed, Detective," Burns declared. "pretty much sums up what happened through the twenty-eighth."
"What happened on the twenty-eighth?"
Burns took a deep breath before answering. "On October 28, 2005, we found Miss Samantha Manson dead in her room."
"The cause of death was a combination of drug overdoses, correct?" Keith interrogated.
"Yes- overdoses of Ritalin and Depakote, which a nurse accidentally left bottles of in Sam's room the day she committed suicide."
"What happened to-"
"She was fired, positive about that," Burns answered while interrupting at the same time.
Afterwards, Burns repeated the action of grabbing a tape and putting it into the VCR (after taking out the other tape, that is).
What happened on that tape was twenty times more shocking and disturbing than what the previously shown media expressed combined. Keith had seen some real graphic things in her nineteen years on the force, but this hands down was simply gruesome by just the thought of it. During the tape, Sam Manson was experiencing her final moments on Earth. It started with the girl hastily writing a note that she eventually left on the table by her bed, but very soon afterward, she looked around for something. Finally she found them: the medicine bottles labeled Ritalin and Depakote; with final bouts of crying she emptied them and took every last pill. Moments later, she was silenced for eternity, limp on the floor. All this came with a dark blob and the repetition of:
"Shinjitsu no uta o michishirube ni shite…"
"And that," Burns said with a relieved face, "is what happened during her final moments on Earth. You ma-"
"Did you find out what was on the note she wrote in the video?"
Burns looked though his desk drawers again before finding it.
"Ah-ha!" He said as he smoothed it out and started reading. The letter read, in messy print:
"October 28, 2005
I am leaving this world because Danny won't leave me alone until I die. I've already suffered for 4 weeks- and I'm tired. I will not rest completely until Danny's out of my life, so I'll sacrifice myself so everyone else will be affected by me for a longer period.
Sam"
"Apparently she was in a rush to get out as that's all she wrote. You may go now, Detective."
As Keith was walking out the door after shaking hands, she suddenly remembered something Burns had said earlier.
"Doctor Burns…"
"What is it, Keith?"
"Didn't you say a paranormal investigator was coming here later today?"
"Yes mam, we've been having a couple of hauntings lately." Burns replied.
Thinking it was possibly either Danny or Sam, she asked, "Do you mind if I come along?"
End of Chapter Eight
A/N: One more chapter before the end of part three! I hope you have enjoyed reading this, and don't forget to review before you go!
Ja Ne!
Kate-chan 91