I Go Outside (A3.1)

I can’t possibly see what has happened to that child, “Bill, do you mind if I take some air?”, I say with a crackly weariness in my voice. He looks at me with a regard of understanding, “Of course Jeb, I’ll take it from here”. 

I turn around, walk down the hallway, and out the front door. I can feel my hands shaking, my knees nearly buckling at every stride. The fresh air is reassuring, and I take a seat on the front steps to gather my bearings. I rest my elbows on my knees, my hands are on either side of my head, and I try to focus my attention on my breath. The whole situation is a lot to take in. Especially as a father of two, I am terrified to hear what happened in that nursery. It hits a little too close to home. 

I hear the front doorway open and close as Bill walks out. As I stand, he expresses that the child was murdered in a strikingly similar way as the mother. “Though the mother presents more signs of resistance, their wounds seem to be inflicted by a knife or sharp object of somesort”, he adds. Then continues, “The most gruesome of injuries being a long horizontal slash on their neck, appearing from one ear to the other”. 

 I have to fight back the tears that are welling up in my eyes, how could someone commit these vicious acts? Senselessly killing an innocent baby and her mother.

*Choice 

A) I decide to continue the investigation, return in the house, and go to the unvisited bathroom (A3.3)

B) I continue my conversation with Bill outside (A4)