Sugarcane

You attept to duck out of the way of the incoming blow, but he grabs your skull anyways and smashes it into the mirror, but harder this time.\nFor longer this time.\nThe blood pools in your mouth and lungs.\nHe grabs you by one of the straps on your jacket.\nAnd tosses you out\nInto the [[void|void3 1]] within the mirror.\n\n

You take the man by the forehead and ram his face into the glass mirror. Repeatedly.\n\nYou do not stop until you are sure he is dead.\n\nAs you smash his face into the mirror you notice that it has become another recogniseable visage. A more wretched one.\n\nThe man's name is [[Adam Winters|winters]].

You look down at the body of Jacob.\nYour sure it's Jacob's body again.\nSometimes they change their mind.\n\nYou usualy fix that.\n\nSome days the PTSD gets to you, but this time your sure you killed the one responsible.\n\nYou even made him watch.\n\nThat's what the mirror was for. [[Right?]]\n\n\n

You let them buckle up your suit. The long armed suit.\nThe one with the shiny little buckles.\nMmmm. Just like a hug you give yourself.\n\nYour days of reminicing are over.\n\nTomorrow you get to go on a nice little trip.\n\nGoodbye [[Adam]].

The man is looking down on you in your comfy little padded room.\n\nThe medicine is starting to take effect. You can think clearly now.\n\nBut the man is still there.\n\n[[How is he real?|r]]

Your tie is now black.\nYour suit is now white.\nThe room is now white and now contains a door with a metal slit.\nThe man is now directly behind you.\n\nNow you recognise this [[man|green2]].\n\nYou lick the blood off your fingers.\nForce of habit.\n\nDelicious.\n

You are standing in a [[room|room1]].

You are now being called Jamison Whilmet. The name isn't actualy too hard on the toungue, you realize. You just have to remember to answer to the name and you will be fine.\n\nRegardless of whether or not he put you in prison.\n\nBesides you dont have anything against him, or at least... not any more.\n\nThere are only a few things on your desk:\nA [[manilla envelope|manilla]] and a [[computer terminal|terminal]]

You take the man by the forehead and ram his face into the glass mirror.\n\nAs you smash his face into the mirror you notice that it has become a more recogniseable one. A more wretched one.\n\nThe man's name is [[Jacob Greene|green]].

You remove the second pillcase from your pocket. It's still orange and covered in paper, but this one is bigger. You immediately shake the pill case and, surprise, like the last, empty.\n\nYou read the label some:\n\nMellaril...\n\nThat's all it says.\nNo directions or anything.\nJust: Mellaril.\n\nIt's how they controlled you.\nThats why you emptied it. Remember?\nSo now they can't. Never again. \n\nYou like it this way.\n\nYou don't like the looks of the medication and decide to pocket it, before once again [[returning to the mirror|Mirror2]].

You turn around, only to see that the man is not there, and you're still [[bleeding|fix]].

You try to unlock the computer a few times. But regardless of your new "body-snatching" persona, you still are not a master hacker, and you still can't read minds.\n\nSo, you know: The Status Quo has now been met.\n\nYou return to the [[manilla envelope.|manilla]]

Yep, you guessed it.\nThe one and only.\n\nSo the kid gets out of the psychiatric hospital ten years later.\nUp until now anti-psychotic medication was mainly just a clinical study, he was one of the earlier cases to receive medication.\nHe seems okay, but apparently looks can and were decieving.\nVery decieving.\n\nThe kid Adam goes on a killing spree and kills off all seven of the detectives that worked on his parents case when he was a kid.\n\nSo next up we have Greene, who puts two and two together and decides that instead of calling the police and admitting his crime, he would rather kill the kid.\n\nSo he shows up at the kid's apartment, deciding that the kid is the only one who could have known.\n\nJacob brings a gun.\n\nAdam brings his bathroom mirror.\n\n[[Cops were called|cops]]

You peer carefuly into the mirror.\n\nYou always were noted for your dapper attire. By who however, you cannot remember.\nYou are wearing a watch on your wrist.\nThe [[watch|watch]] is dripping.\n\nYou wear a blood red tie, which goes quite well with your coal-black suit.\nAlong with your suit you are wearing pair of thick perscription glasses on your face.\nYou have never worn glasses, your eyes are fine.\nPlease don't [[touch them|glasses]].\n\nYou could inspect your suit, but you have been wearing that thing for months. It was a much more common sight.

Jacob Greene was the man responsible for the deaths of seven people that year.\n\nThe most notable thing about him to you is the fact that he killed your parents.\n\nHe has been dead for a year.\n\nHe taps you on the shoulder.\n\nDo you [[turn|turn2]] around?\nOr do you [[kill|kill2]] him?

You turn around to look at the man when he slams your head into the mirror.\nRepeatedly.\nUntil blood drips down your head.\nHe picks you up.\nAnd tosses you.\nInto the [[void|void2]] within the mirror.

You decide to lick the blood off of your fingers, greedily drinking it.\nForce of habit.\nThe man is back.\nYou can tell he is unhappy the bleeding stopped.\n\nYou [[wait|blood]]

You look down at the body.\n\nIt's face morphs.\n\nIt is now the body of [[Adam Winters]]

"YOUR WELCOME!" the man calls down earnestly.\n\nYou fall back to the void.\n\nThey were late, you realize.\n\nHe was supposed to be dead allready.\n\nThey were willing to let you open the other door.\n\nJust\n\nThis\n\n[[Once|blood2 1]]

You put your hand to your head and then inspect your fingers.\n\nThey have been dyed red.\n\nNow that you think about it there is blood in your eyes.\nEverything had been tinted deep red.\n\nIt's been that way the whole time.\n\nMaybe the man looking at you in the [[mirror|mirror3]] knows something about it?

You are about to check your suit when you notice your tie was [[out of place|tie]].\n

You slip the the first of two clear, paper-wrapped, pill cases from the pocket's dark silken grip.\n\nThe first one is now much easier to read:\n\nParoxetine... yadda yadda yadda... To be taken daily... yadda yadda yadda..\n\nWho realy reads the full label anyways?\n\n[[Check the bottle?|bottle]]\n

Shattering

Adam Winters is a man late in his twenties, he served a prison sentence for killing a man known as Jacob Greene. Apperently Adam's parents were killed by Jacob Greene.\n\n\nJacob Green went to prison for ten years after accidentaly killing Mr. and Mrs. Winters in a hit and run. He was highly intoxicated at the time and had gotten out of similar charges in the past with a simple wave of his laminated badge. You didn't really remember his position or how he had the police under his thumb. Some said it was his job that did it, others said blackmail. Either way, the police knew he was doing this for years, but this was the first time he killed anyone.\n\nSo Jacob gets convicted and spends ten years in prison after reconsiling and getting off on good behavior. Three nights after he gets out Adam breaks into his house and crushes his skull in. He then proceded to pull out the mans eyes in pennance for what he had done.\n\nNow of course Jacob didn't live.\n\nHE DIDN'T DESERVE IT\n\n[[DID HE?|DID2]]

This is the last case you would take before you retired.\n\nIt all added up.\n\nSeven people were dead.\nAnd it looked like they were all good people, cops even.\n\nAnd then there was the polititian.\n\nApperently some teen named Jacob Greene killed two people in a hit and run off of Randy street when he was a teen. The victims' kid was in the back seat and ended up being the only one to see the accident, but we will get back to him. As I was saying, the kid Jacob Greene grew up to become a very wealthy and influential polititian. Some kind of higher-up that most people would kiss ass and even kill to get to know.\n\nSo for a few years the kid in the hit and run ended up going to a psychiatric hospital, and became a local artist. Of course he only drew one picture. It was a face.\nNow who do you know that's important enough to get a portrait made of him?\n\nI'll wait.\n\n[[Jacob Greene]]?

Adam Winters is a man late in his twenties, he served a prison sentence for killing a man known as Jacob Greene. Apperently Adam's parents were killed by Jacob Greene.\n\nJacob Green went to prison for ten years after accidentaly killing Mr. and Mrs. Winters in a hit and run. He was highly intoxicated at the time and had gotten out of similar charges in the past with a simple wave of his laminated badge. You didn't really remember his position or how he had the police under his thumb. Some said it was his job that did it, others said blackmail. Either way, the police knew he was doing this for years, but this was the first time he killed anyone.\n\nSo Adam gets convicted and spends ten years in prison before reconsiling and getting off on good behavior. Eleven nights after he gets out Adam breaks into Jacobs house and crushes his skull in. He then proceded to pull out the mans eyes in pennance for what he had done.\n\nNow of course Jacob didn't live.\n\nHE DIDN'T DESERVE IT\n\n[[DID HE?|DID]]

"Well, maybe if you had just died like you were supposed to we wouldn't be here now. Would we?" , croaks voice of the late Jacob Greene.\n\nYou don't even look back down yet.\n\nYou smash the skull against you shoe a few times, just in case.\n\n[[Apperently it took.|DID]]

You're back.\n\nThe man taps your shoulder.\n\nYou know what he is about to do now.\n\nYou still can't recall his face, it looks faded, like an old photo.\nNothing about it was memorable, when you blink you loose the picture.\n\nThe man taps your shoulder again, more forcefully this time.\n\nYou don't know this man.\n\nYou know this man.\n\nYou don't like this man.\n\n[[Duck?|behind2 1]]\n\nNo. They told you to kill him.\n''He'' told you to kill him.\nYou must. You have to.\nYou can't go back there.\n\n[[Kill|kill2]] him?\n

You're back.\n\nThe man taps your shoulder.\n\nYou know what he is about to do now.\n\nYou still can't recall his face, it looks faded, like an old photo.\nNothing about it was memorable, when you blink you loose the picture.\n\nThe man taps your shoulder again, more forcefully this time.\n\nYou don't know this man.\n\nYou know this man.\n\nYou don't like this man.\n\n[[Duck?|behind2]]\n\nNo. They told you to kill him.\n''He'' told you to kill him.\nYou must. You have to.\nYou can't go back there.\n\n[[Kill|kill]] him?\n

You are a very, very similar kind of monster aren't you, Adam?\n\n@@color:red;letter-spacing:3px;font-size:1.5em;AREN'T YOU?@@\n\nDon't play coy with me Adam.\n\nYou don't need to prove it to me.\n\nBut those seven other people however, oh, you WILL have to prove it to them.\n\nBut aren't they dead?\n\nI could ask you the [[same]].

There is a man in the corner looking at you as the blood drips down from your hand.\n\nDo you [[turn around|around]]?\nOr do you let the being watch you [[bleed|blood]]?

@@color:red;letter-spacing:3px;font-size:1.5em;You look into the dark red mirror to see a dark red you standing in front of a dark red man in the back of this dark red room.@@\n\n[[Blink?|blink]]

You knew the concequences of that action, but still you did so anyways.\n\nYou knew the consequences Adam.\n\nOnce was okay.\n\nBut twice?\n\nNo. //Oh no. No no no no nooo.//\n\nI'm disapointed in you Adam.\n\nVery ''Very'' disapointed.\n\nWe'll be seeing you.\n\nFarewell.\n

You go to check the time, but when you look down you realize that the watch has no face, making it hard to read. You look even closer and realize that the watch has no hands.\n\nYou tap gently the watch's ornate glass faceplate when it shatters, spraying broken glass about the floor. You have cut yourself.\n\nYou are bleeding.\n\nYou see someone watching you in the [[mirror|mirror2]].\nYou can tell he likes it when you bleed.\n\nYou know he likes that.\n\nJust like before

Your name is Jamison Whilmet.\nYou are in the FBI.\nEvery couble of weeks or even days you get a little manilla envelope on your desk containing a file. That file contains a name. More specifiacly a list of names.\n\nIt's your job to find out who just [[killed]] them.

\nWe find Adam there violently beating the dead body of the politician.\nHe was screaming something along the lines of:\n"IT'S ALL THE SAME, ALL JUST THE SAME!!"\n"NOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!?"\n"DO YOU!?"\n\nWe ended up wondering what a politian was doing running into the apartment of this kid. So we checked his pockets, did a little digging, and whadda you know, we found that days after this kids parents were killed, Greene's old man had run up a reciept at an autobody shop. It also turned out that his old man was head of the division covering just this kind of thing. So good old pop, who is now dead, kept the whole thing hush, hush. His whole division even lied for him. We did more digging into that and aperently the whole team was dirty.\n\nAll seven of them.\n\nVery dirty.\n\nA few people had been getting away with a few very bad things for a number of years.\n\n[[Adam|a]] was now going away.

The man taps your shoulder.\n\nYou can't see his face, it just shows up a blur.\nLike a face in a crowd, when you blink you don't remember it.\n\nThe man taps your shoulder again, more forcefully this time.\n\nYou don't know this man.\n\nYou know this man.\n\nYou don't like this man.\n\n[[Turn|behind]] around?\n[[Kill|kill]] him?\n

You are standing in a white room composed of white brick and slate. The only thing you can immediatley see is a single carbon fillament lightbulb, caged in steel and swinging lazily from it's mount in the ceiling like a pengulum. [[So pretty|light]]. \n\nThe rest of your vision is blurred.

Adam Winters is a man late in his twenties, he served a prison sentence for killing a man known as Jacob Greene. Apperently Adam's parents were killed by Jacob Greene.\n\nJacob Green went to prison for ten years after accidentaly killing Mr. and Mrs. Winters in a hit and run. He was highly intoxicated at the time and had gotten out of similar charges in the past with a simple wave of his laminated badge. You didn't realy remember his position or how he had the police under his thumb. Some said it was his job that did it, others said blackmail. Either way, the police knew he was doing this for years, but this was the first time he killed anyone.\n\nSo Jacob gets convicted and spends 11 years in prison after reconsiling and getting off on good behavior. Three nights after he gets out Adam breaks into his house and crushes his skull in. He then proceded to pull out the mans eyes in pennance for what he had done.\n\nNow of course Jacob didn't live.\n\nHE DIDN'T DESERVE IT\n\n[[DID HE?|DID2]]

Adam ended up getting out of his sentence scott-free. His lawer plead insanity and it stuck. He probbaby could have plead innocence, had he not crushed the man's skull like a chestnut\n\nHe was in the happy box right now, probbably sitting around in a strait jacket.\n\nI wonder what he is thinking [[about]]?

You are now Adam. Sometimes you don't think you're him, but you are today.\n\nThe man who asked you to kill Greene is [[back]].

VICTIM NAME: Sydney Noir\nGENDER: F\nAGE: 53\nPHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: P8\nPROFILE: P7\nCURRENT STATUS:\n\n-PIECES OF WINDSHIELD AND METAL LOGDED IN CHEST\n\t-INOPERABLE & IRREPERABLE LUNG DAMAGE\n\t-NON-COMATOSE, BUT VEGATABLIZED\n\t\t-HIGH CHANCE OF IMMINENT FATALITY DUE TO LUNG FAILURE\n\nDETECTIVE NOTES:\n(Soon to-be Murder Victim)\nEarly retiree \n\n

Due to the nature of the lazily swinging light, you can bareley see anyting whithin the room.\n\nYou count only a scant number of things amongst the room's folds.\n\nIn fact, the only thing you can see is an ancient [[vanity mirror|Mirror]] in the corner.

You pry up on the prongs that seal the light brown envelope, open it, and remove seven case files.\n\nIn order they read:\n\n SPECIAL INVESTIGATIONS - SERIAL HOMICIDE\n\nREPORT FOR JAMISON WHILMET\n\nFIRST VICTIM [[Elisa West]] DECEASED\nSECOND VICTIM [[Blake Lewis]] HOSPITALIZED - IN COMA\nTHIRD VICTIM [[Rodney Stanthan]] DECEASED\nFOURTH VICTIM [[Alexis June]] MISSING\nFIFTH VICTIM [[Dwight Walker]] DECEASED\nSIXTH VICTIM [[Sydney Noir]] SEEKING TREATMENT\nSEVENTH VICTIM [[Syylvia Derringer]] DECEASED

The light swings groggily, as if it was beeing carried by some unknown breeze. The ceiling seems to go on infiniteley and you wonder where the light's cord manages to find purchase. \n\nAs you stare at the light, it begins to get brighter, until the whole room is illuminated. \n\nGood, now to [[look around|room]].

MODUM OPERANDI

This is the suit you have owned for years, but only used a few times, mainly just when you had it first given to you. You have been needing it again as of late and only just had it returned to you.\n\nYou hate this suit: too constricting.\n\nYou even hate it's little buckles.\n\nThe only thing you still need a suit for right now is it's pockets. Speaking of which, there is an [[orange perscription canister|orange]] in yours.

You fix your tie, lining it up perfectly with your suit.\n\nMuch better, that has been bothering you for a quite a while and you have been unable to move your hands to fix it.\n\nYou notice your suit somehow seems slightly more white than it did.\n\nWith that out of the way you procede to [[check your suit|suit2]].\n

"I could answer you but it would have to remain our little secret." the man said, happy to help apperantly.\n\n"Fine." you reply. It's not like it mattered much anymore.\n\n[[Wonderful]]

Jacob Greene was the man responsible for the deaths of seven people that year. He was a practicaly a @@color:red;serial killer@@. If he had never been born, they would still be alive.\n\nThe most notable thing about him to you is the fact that he killed your parents.\n\nNo wonder you killed him.\n\nYou [[monster]].

You shake the bottle, expecting to hear the little plastic clinking of the white-blue gel capsules against the container. Instead, however, it emits no sound.\n\nMust be empty.\n\nYou decide to pocket it again.\nThe other pill case rests in your [[pocket|pills]].

Not waiting any longer for your own self introduction, you peer carefuly into the mirror.\n\nYou always were noted for your dapper attire. By who however, you cannot remember.\nYou are wearing an a silver and gold leafed watch on your wrist.\nThe [[watch|watch]] is dripping.\n\nYou wear a blood red tie, which goes quite well with your coal-black suit.\n\nAlong with your suit you are wearing pair of thick perscription glasses on your face.\nYou have never worn glasses, your eyes are fine.\nPlease don't [[touch them|glasses]].\n\nYou could always [[inspect your suit|suit]], but you have been wearing that thing for months. It was a much more common sight.

Joiky\n\nJoiky131@gmail.com

VICTIM NAME: Elisa West\nGENDER: F\nAGE: 49\nPHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: P8\nPROFILE: P7\nCURRENT STATUS:\n\tDECEASED\n\t-SEVERED SPINAL COLUMN\n\nDETECTIVE NOTES:\nOn the job - up until murder.\n\n-Suscpicious credit activity in last ten years.\n\t-Has been heavily spending\n\t\t-Where did she get the cash? \n\t\t\t-low pay job\n\t\t\t-no bank records in this country\n\t\t\t\t-(where was she making withdrawls from?)\n

You look at your glasses in the mirror and notice that they are smudged.\n\nYou pull them down to inspect them and realize that they are covered in blood.\n\nThey have been tinted red all day.\n\nHow could you have not noticed?\n\nWhy would you ignore the blood?\nWere you [[bleeding|forehead]]?