Everyone’s got an introduction,here’s mine.
Chapter 1
Title:everyone’ got an introduction,here’s mine:
The feeling of being left out,the endless questions that has been ignored all these years can someday find their way out and make you wonder why did all these happen?how did i ended in here and how am i still serving for these anonymous people?Do u ever feel like somehow you just don’t belong and you’re surrounde by a bunch of liars?By some hypocritical people who are trying to compulsively make you believe someone you’re not?
I don’t care about non of the above,i used to tho,but not anymore
You might be wondering how did i turn to this person,this careless and untrusting person
be honest,I don’t really know it myself
There are tons of reasons that can be mentioned for the answer to this question
I’m writing for you from “San Quentin State Prison” live in Marin County,California where everything but their stupid gas chamber sucks ass,the solitary cells smell cause of their rusty irony doors and muddy bricks,you can hear the leaking water and the mice’ tip toes between offenders screams and wailings,you can smell everything in here but kindness,you can only make it through in here by reminding yourself that the best of us can only survive reality along misery
The darkness intensity in here is as much as making you go blind for a several hours or perhaps forever,if you stay in a solitary cell more than three days you sure will go blind for the rest of your life
Now I,Alexander Bowie Stevens,am gonna make it through this iron bars and find my last hope,empty of any clue of where i can find it or how am i gonnamake it,but only by knowing one fact,and that is love ain’t only blind,but deaf. [Old Yellow Bricks-Arctic Monkeys]now these are my last words on the third wall,my hands are dirty black and my coal is going short,now i only have the fourth wall for my biography and life story,if u take a look at these walls you can see they’re all filled with bullshit notes or sometimes worthy notes about offenders themselves,including their name,state,a little about their family and the rest would be for how they leaded to here,prison
Now,my story is a lot different than you think and also a lot longer than this coal can last,so I’ll probably just leave it there,till the line that says,”and after that,she was all i could see,and guilt was all i could feel..”I closed my eyes remembering those memories,that face and that liquid dripping down my fingers,the feeling of guilt,angst and loose rushing through my veins,and the last thing i can remember are those eyes,looking in mine in disbelief,and it was the first and last time i ever saw those glowing light brown,and heartwarming eyes..80% precent of people in the whole wide world have brown eyes,and still hers were my favorite,even tho they would never want to meet mine again after that night..
I closed my eyes listening to the tip toes getting closer and closer to my cell,I carelessly took a light breath and stretched my hands towards my hair which i failed at cause of the handcuffs,they plunged the key in the lock and the door opened with an annoying noise
The woman in high heels got closer to me and the smell of dead rats suddenly got replaced by the smell and sense of this freakishly amazing and familiar perfume ..the smell of burning wires,wood and the extract of black tulip flower..
“hands behind your back,face the wall and close your eyes”
Said a familiar voice
i turned to the wall before i could see her face,water was dripping down my hair and chin and my heartbeat went surprisingly insane.I know that smell,that perfume..
“Alex?..”said the woman with a shaking but strong still tone.
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[24 hours earlier]
- One aim,one aim is all it takes to leave everything behind and risk them for your own benefits,the one and only reason that stands you on ur own feet and keeps you going
-It might just be a flip,not even a spark,but it’s enough to keep me going,enough to make me forget about all the memories we had,both good and bad
I gasped and walked into the office,the pictures on the board were flickering right into my blood,making it boil like a burning metal,i slowly walked towards the board and leaned on the table,crossing my arms
It’s a strange day today,my heart keeps racing and my subconscious wouldn’t let me ignore the interest i have in this time’ accuser,there are so many times that this person has had me wonder and forced me to make myself think about his words,why call him a liar when we are the accusers ourselves too?i keep reminding myself that he’s a violater, a delinquent,and my job is to work this case out,not basing it on what ‘could’ be right.
“We don’t accept possibilities,neither when the person’ being odd or being naive,no one can question lawsuit but someone who truly believes in parity and due”
George pulled me out of my thoughts as he harshly knocked on the door,i cleared my throat and looked at his frenetic face which was filled with pure disturbance
“What’s wrong?”
“Officer Harrison told me to give you these papers,they’re about today’ trial”
“Johanne’?”
“Her son”
I nodded and sat on the table accurately checking the paperworks
“Harrison said he might not be able to make it for today’ court”
said George with his usual disturbed tone while drying his hands with his brown pants and looked around the room like he was searching for his lost diamond treasure.
“George?you looking for something?”
i said with a normal tone and raised my eyebrows chasing his eyes till they stopped on me
“Yeah..no it’s nothing i just..i just have this bad feeling about this trial..their whole family has been to jail for most of their lives,it’s like a curse and,and every time i look at the murdered victims i just-
“It’s gonna be fine George,just calm down and drink some water,the prosecutor knows how to handle family related murderers,there’s no need to worry about judge’ verdict”
I said as i poured some water and handed him the glass
“Yeah..yeah you’re right guess I’m just.. ridiculously overreacting to all these..”
Said George as obviously looking calmer
“So are u gonna fill Harrison’ place for the trial?”
I leaned to the table and crossed my arms
“I don’t know,I mean lawyering replacement ain’t an accurate idea for this kinda case,thankfully i know Emma and his family partly well but replacing as her temporary lawyer for verdict criminal proceeding step?that I’m not sure of exactly.”
“Well in my opinion you’re even a better lawyer than Harrison is,if you don’t do it someone will step up and destroy the whole case”
I gasped and rubbed the back of my neck
“I’m gonna write a letter to the judge so they’ll be aware of this replacement,I’ll probably fill in for him,you go get me some of the accuser,Tamino Raylin’ confessions so i can be more sure about the spoken words”
“Check,i better get going,the verdict’ starts at 5 exactly ,I’ll be in touch if u needed anything”
Said George before he headed to the door and exited
I took a deep breath and sat behind my desk waiting for the confessions email
Somehow i felt really weird about this verdict and i knew i was gonna get impressed by his confessions again,i had some strange thoughts about the reason why i felt that way about his words but those in my mind can only happen in cruel fairytales.
* The offenders always have a solution and idea about how to penetrate in humans thoughts
* But we,the lawyers,have a guarding layer which avoids them from penetrating in us,and that is responsibility towards our clients and ourselves.
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the smell of carved wood calls on the violinists to take their instruments and spread the magic of memories,the melody of their categorized spirits.
Wrote Tamino Raylin,the blood craving serial killer, killed his own daughter in order of eternal life and committed of presenting her spirit to the Devil.also accused for assault and using violation against children,his parents and used to send his wife threatening letters for 4 years straight,there are several complaints of him in each America police station and he’s been prisoned 65 times,out of all the 65 times, 64 of them were successful and only one is lasting until the court, which is today.
Emma Stokes , Tamino’ ex wife has released some suspicious notes lately which are in the explanation of his each crime,but they’re not normal journal notes,they’re written in realism and have had lots of lawyers amazed,including Hazel Lawrence Ambrose,one of the main lawyers in California’ enforcement agency.
She believes that no one can be empty of goodness,even Tamino Raylin
Anytime someone says his name everyone start thinking about his unmerciful and brutal attitude,but she’s more interested in reading his murdering plans than possible legal death warrants in his file.
In one of his notes we read:
- [ ] ”deep your hands in blood,read a forgetting spell and call the most powerful demon,but deep down you will never be able to forget our memories,to forget the pleasure i could give you only by staring in your eyes,that’s not love,that’s the truth you’re trying to avoid by making up excuses..don’t believe in me,that’s okay,but don’t act like you will never miss me again..”
Rumour has it this one’s addressed to the undid murder plan of his wife Emma,they were love birds until the night of his first murder,the victim was a ten year old boy and he accidentally hit the innocent kid’ head to the wall,after that he was scared to death of going to prison,he didn’t runaway,he didn’t commit suicide
All he did was coming up with a wise idea,the idea of becoming one of the most horrifying murderers in the history,so he won’t be in the wonder of his trial which is exact execution.getting what u want..living in your dream..and be a sample of human fear was all he desired and that’s why Ambrose admires his power.
But even if her thoughts about him were partly true and right,she couldn’t let emotions come between her and the lawsuit.
If The judge says it’s execution,it’s execution.
Just like the way we all want and do it
,doing what we desire,hurting people and mostly ourselves,and finally leading ourselves to our own court.and the only trial would be execution,the death of humanity.
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Hazel’ POV
I stood beside the huge flat,watching how they were compulsively pulling him into the van,so is that it?is that how it works?
After the judge’ shocking order, hundreds of people cheered their glasses
Tamino Raylins,condemned to eternal imprisonment.not execution,but eternal imprisonment. Turns out the most painful trial for the world wide fear is forcing him to live.
Don’t u still believe in the pain life puts us through?
