As I said I was inspired by Patrick McCabe's 'Breakfast on Pluto' but I still don't know enough vocabulary for this style... ;)
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PS: I'm listening to 'Requiem for a Dream'. Perhaps it could help to imagine this story ;)
***At Jane's house***
Jane was lying on the mattress under the bloody smiley. The rest of the big room was empty. It was dark and he couldn't sleep. He spent about an hour in front of the only window of the sleeping room, he stared at the huge, white, circle-shaped moon and thought how wonderful it would be if he could get there.
He wanted away from here and away from earth. It was like a great relief when his cell phone finally rang. He saw on the bluely shining display that it was Lisbon who called and he directly knew that it must be another Red John murder although he hoped that he was wrong.
Unfortunately, twenty seconds later, he found out that he had been very right.
He sighed once more when he closed the door which squeaked and looked at the grinning and smiling face which he just couldn't wipe away. He needed it to be reminded on his family and he needed it for knowing why he still lived.
His life had one destination: The meeting and killing of Red John was already destiny for him and he was absolutely sure that it would come to a great encounter. He just didn't know that it would come so soon.
***At crime scene***
Jane arrived in his wonderful blue-colored French car and it seemed the darkest part of earth that ever existed when he stepped out from his car into the forest. As soon as the light of the car went out, it was complete darkness. Just whispering was to be heard and nothing to be seen.
The moon had vanished behind the clouds and the wind created a mysterious noise of the twigs, branches, leaves and trees.
This impression only lasted for seconds in his mind until a bright, white light appeared in Jane's face. Lisbon held the torch lower and told him to follow her. He nodded silently and they both walked through the wooden coppice and tried to stumble over scattered branches and moss or to run against a tree.
It was scary though when they walked so lonely through the wildness and he would have felt safer when taking Lisbon's hand but she seemed very quiet, said nothing in fact, just walked on through the wood, very fast, so fast that Jane had problems catching up. What's the matter, Lisbon?, he thought and was surprised about the reactions of his boss.
'How long?' he asked.
'We're nearly there' she whispered and looked around like fearing to be followed by someone.
'Everything okay?' he asked.
'Wait until we're there' she answered sharply and for the next three minutes none of them said anything.
It felt like eternity they had been walking but then Jane recognized their crime scene when there was suddenly bright light, flood light, police officers, people running around. Then he arrived and Lisbon let him pass and he walked through the crowd of officers until he finally saw the body. Actually, he just saw what was left from it. There were pieces lying around, scattered on about three square meters.
Jane recognized single fingers, toes, parts of legs and arms, the body itself and about a meter away from that, the head. Blood was spilled all over the body parts and the forest ground, it looked like a red swimming pool, the whole ground, the branches, earth and plants were flooded in thick, light red liquid. 'Oh my god' Jane whispered silently when he examined the massacre.
So many scratches, stab wounds, so much pain that has been spilled here, he couldn't imagine.
'How…how was the body found?' 'A ranger was examining these woods because lately a lot of teens have been meeting here at night. Then he found this' Lisbon explained. Jane nodded absently.
'The doctor determined critical loss of blood as cause of death, he also found signs of mistreat, sexual abuse, she was hit and kicked several times, stabbed, cut with a knife, raped…' Lisbon voice ended in nowhere, too silent to speak, there just weren't enough words to describe such a horrific scene, such a terrible ending of a young woman's life.
Jane looked at the long, curly, blonde hair, the clothing lying on the ground next to the naked corpse.
'How…and how do you know that it was Red John?' he asked suddenly.
Lisbon looked at Rigsby, he looked at Lisbon, like Cho and Van Pelt also looked up.
'What?' Jane asked surprised.
'There was a piece of paper we found next to those…things' Van Pelt answered and gave him a plastic bag of evidence.
Cho held up the torch so that Jane could read.
'Dear Mr. Jane, when you know yourself as much as I do know you, you will know which person who is important for your life, is going to end up like this beautiful, young girl down here. To answer one of your most recent questions, Jim Doyle was my boyfriend but now I have found a person I love more than him and who understands me better. You have already got to know her work, the woman that was poisoned with Lithium hydroxide Monohydrate. In love, RJ' Jane read out loud.
He looked up and hoped to find the answer in the stars.
'He seems to have strong feelings for you' Cho commented drily on the last few words. Jane nodded and tried to swallow up the shock. He had no idea what he should do with this information.
Well, Red John has killed his lover and now had a new girlfriend. Why did he tell him this? What should this tell him? Jane was too confused by whatever Red John meant.
***CBI HQ***
While all agents ran around as if the world was coming to an end – which it did, well, just for some people who didn't know yet – Jane lay relaxed on his couch, eyes closed, trying to find inner peace and trying to figure out the meaning of the letter and how to find Red John.
It seemed so much Red John's style but Jane somehow knew that his new 'girlfriend' did a part in the cruel killing, too. If it was Red John alone, there would have been a smiley… Suddenly, Jane jumped up from the sofa.
'What's up?' Van Pelt asked irritated.
'The smiley, there was no smiley' Jane explained and grabbed his jacket.
'There must have been the smiley somewhere but he haven't seen it because it was dark this night' he shouted and already was out of the big office and on the way toward the elevator where he nearly ran into Lisbon, who just jumped back into the elevator so that she could observe every step Jane was doing as now it was unsure, what Red John was going to do next and he already announced that something bad would happen soon.
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