An Annoying Fan Writer in New London
ok, here's the rest of my part. it's basically nothing.
Mary, just tell me if I need to fix it.
Two cops came into Brittney's hospital room with an air of
importance surrounding them. The first one gave her an evil glare as
he spoke. "What's your name?" He demanded, none to nice about it.
"Brittney Sanchez," she replied, a little unsurely.
This officer was blunt also in his questions, and asked her
straight out. "Why isn't your DNA on file? Are you a criminal? It's
best to tell the truth; you won't get into as much trouble."
"No, I am not a criminal!" she snapped, a bit offended at the
question. "I don't know why my DNA isn't on file. I guess you lost it
or something." Brittney cursed herself on the last line. She had
always been sarcastic, and a bit snobby, even when she was being
confronted by the police.
The second officer snarled at her and spoke up. "Tell the
truth! Things can get dangerous if you lie."
Brittney was in an utter state of confusion. What was she
supposed to say? No matter how far her imagination stretched, she
could not think up a story for this one. Brittney knew nothing about
the time zone she was in, making it even harder to lie. "I really
don't know. I'm not even sure how I got here!"
"You leave me no choice." Both officers walked up to her. Each
took a either arm, and dragged her out of the hospital all the way to
New Scotland Yard.
Brittney found herself inside a large room with nothing but a
table and chairs, Brittney sitting in one of them. There was a little
window beside her, but she couldn't see through it sitting down.
Police surrounded her, the one directly in front of her asking
"Why isn't your DNA on file?"
"I don't know."
"Are you a criminal?"
"How did you end up in the middle of New London?"
"I don't know. I really don't remember anything." Brittney
sighed. What was she going to do? Maybe she should pretend to be
crazy. Or maybe she _was_ crazy, and didn't need to pretend at all.
"What is the last thing you remember?" The officer was clearly
"Falling out of the window."
"And then suddenly you were in the middle of New London,
nowhere near New London?"
Brittney gulped. It sounded ridiculous. "Yes."
The policeman rubbed his temples and shut his eyes. With an
angry sigh, he got up and left the room, the other officers following.
Brittney was all alone, but she could still hear them talking. "This
is the second one today! One falls out of the window, and the other...
what was it?"
Another man answered. "Car crash. She got into a car crash and
woke up here."
The first officer groaned. "It's all crazy!"
Brittney took this opportunity to look around the room. There
was that window... Brittney's curiosity drove her to look through.
There was another girl in an identical room, sitting in the chair and
fumbling with her hands. Brittney gave a gasp of realization as she
recognized the girl. "Mary!?"
do you like it? if that needs fixing or something, just tell
me, Mary, and I'll change it. i wasn't sure to meet you or not. if you
don't want to meet, just say so. hope you like it!
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