Prompt
I witnessed a murder yesterday, and I want to report it to the police, but I
also don’t want to. I know that my neighbor was just defending herself, and
also that no one else will believe her.
Botner
I saw the entire incident, as I was watching TV, when I suddenly heard a
shot, and I rushed to the back door to look out. A man was screaming and a
woman was sobbing, when I suddenly heard a second shot, and saw the woman
fall to the ground. I stood there for a minute, waiting for the police to
arrive, but no one came. I had seen my neighbors. We have a lot of big dogs,
but usually don’t need to have a gun. I have a .357 Magnum and my husband
has a shotgun. We live in a quiet town. We do have wildlife, like wild
turkeys, deer, bears, and occasionally a cougar or a wolf. It is a lot to be
afraid of, but we are. But I felt responsible for the woman, and so I went
to her. She was sitting on the ground, her husband standing above her,
screaming at her. The whole thing seemed so barbaric, but I tried to calm
her down, and tell her that she would be all right. After a few minutes, I
noticed that her hand was bruised and the second bullet hole was barely
visible, so I assumed that she was shot. I wanted to call the police, but I
didn’t want to upset her any more, so I walked her home. I had to ask her
for the phone, and when I went in, she said that the neighbor, a man in...
Conclusion
...a gray coat, had claimed to have called the police, but I don’t think
that’s true, because now it’s been fifteen minutes, and no one has come. I
don’t have a whole lot of faith in our justice system, but this is an okay
neighborhood, so I feel like something is wrong. I don’t have a whole lot of
medical training, but at work, I was chosen as my floor’s Medical
Representative. This means that I know how to do some stuff beyond first
aid, and when there’s a fire or tornado, I’m designated to help get everyone
to safety. I get a nice little pay bump because of it, and there’s a sign
hanging over my cubicle, telling everyone I’m just a little bit better than
them. Anyway, I’m capable of patching up a bullet injury, because if
emergency services aren’t going to come to us, then I’m going to go to them,
but I couldn’t let my neighbor bleed out on our way. The husband was shot in
the chest, but the wife was shot in the gut. Apparently, he had managed to
take the weapon from her after she used it for self-defense. He’s a drunk,
and he’s always going after her, and if I can only save one of them, the
choice is clear. I could have saved both, but I’ve told the authorities that
he continued to be belligerent, and attack us, while I was trying to treat
her injuries. He died later, and I don’t feel bad, but the cops might not
see it that way. I asked them why they never showed up, and they avoided
answering, so I realized that there’s something fishy going on. I looked
into it, and learned that the husband was a former cop himself, and his
station had mixed feelings about it. They didn’t want to go help him, and
they didn’t want to help his wife either, which is even worse. I’m calling
the FBI.
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