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She bangs her fist on the table, her eyes glancing over the grotesque pictures and documents in from of her. "Dang it!" A wide-eyes face appears in the doorway. "Are you okay?" Her frenzied face rises. "Do I look freaking okay to you?" Her hands brush through her hair. All energy seems to leave her body. She sighs as she hunches over. "There is nothing... Just nothing... It... It's just not enough..." she murmers. "Not enough for what?" he sits down in the chair across her desk. He knows better than to get too close to her when she is in this state of mind. "He... This... I..." She gestures over the papers on her desk. "This is never going to be enough to put him away. This monstosity will just walk free if we don't find anything conclusive soon." "Surely that can't be true." "Look at these." She hands him some of the written documents. "They don't add up. All these statements... Like they are describing completely different people. How can they all describe completely different

Sometimes I'll ask myself why I find miracles in the sky I find Light and many Love In heaven high up above Stars are shining bright and high As I look towards the open sky Birds are always flying by I'll spread my wings and I'll see Not longer the side of Reality But the birds begin to like me I'm one of them now and I'm free Anonymous Writer