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SACRIFICE

2009-12-07T18:55:00.000-08:00

As I sit down on my memories, after I buried my beloved wife I remember a strange event in my past.
I am Arthur Melvin and I am going to tell you a story of a young man and a young woman. Strange story
Ben Thomas was an elegant, handsome, rich young man at the time, but he was in love with the wrong woman; Lily Willis, she just look like a fairy. Any way Ben did not know that Lily she was married and he gets to meet the husband Charles Willis, a big fellow, build with hard work, a man with a big hart. As Ben been a spoiled chilled use to get anything he want, he goes to Charles and ask the possibility to let Lily decide. Charles been confident in hes wife, he accepts, so Ben just get one step closer to hes love who enjoy let hem help her with many things she had to do. Lily find it funny, Charles find it use full cause he was ill, cancer. After a wile Charles decides to tell them that he is gonna die and it will be better if Ben and Lily will be together. Lily dint want to hear about it, but Charles field for divorce. Lily dint let her husband even if she like Ben allot. She agreed to live with Ben only with the condition that shes gonna take care of Charles who opposed, Ben he was alright.
Charles beat the cancer, or lets say Lily beat it and the tree of them leave together still.
You see Ben did anything to have her near, and Charles want for her a better life, but Lily want to take care of her husband as she took the vale for ether or for worse.
What would you do if you’ll be one of them?

Song

2009-09-28T17:11:00.000-07:00

lets make a song,

with our harts....!

from everybody,

take a note from each and,

play the most...

happy

and

sad

song!

ANOTHER TRAIL

2009-09-09T09:32:00.000-07:00

Branching he was sleeping deep when the phone ring. He woke up mumbling and checking the hour before he answered to the phone with a hoarse voice, on the other side of the phone the sweet voice of detective Tara Wesely, his partner, give hem the nicest “ Hello!”

-Good morning Tara! What happened dear?

-We have another disappearance, this time with a trace.

-O! Really!? What? He ask with out to much interest.

-There is blood! She answer very confident. _You must come to the scene is in twenty twenty four, Moon light street.

-I am gonna be there in half hour!

-OK! See you!

Looking at the watch again to be sure that he's gonna be on time, he go to the bathroom and he took a cold and quick shower. While he was getting dressed was reviewing the facts of the investigation. They were three disappearances and the only thing that they have in commune was that all were woman's and they been disappeared on the same day of the week, Friday and today is Friday. Now with blood seems that is about a homicide, but just have to see how much is it on the scene. He grab the keys and get out the door and lock it. The thoughts were now passing full speed thru he's mind trying to put the pieces together, the faces of the victims relatives, with the incertitude that they don't know what may happen was make hem frustrated and powerless in front of the situation and the blood , the news of it make hem feel like he was running out of time.

Once he get in the Moon light street, he saw the blue lights of the police cars breaking the darkness of the night, as he was approaching them was seen he's colleagues , the forensics, dressed with the white suit getting inside the house, the police officers searching the area for any tracks and one of them salute hem with the hand on the forehead. After making a recognition of the area he saw Tara, he's partner, speaking with other two detectives witch they war making part of the investigation. He parked the car and go toward the others detectives and Tara who saw hem interrupt theconversation and hurry so she gonna give the updates of the case.

-The thing looks crazy! Twenty-three years old female, Dana Green she been missing since one Pm when she stopped answer to her cell phone. Tara she was speaking as fast as she was walking and her breath was accelerating. -Her room-mate was on the night shift so she call several times and nobody answer, when she got home, she find this . They stopped in front of a pool of blood which was having the form of a human body.

The salon was spacious, the walls wore paint it in yellow sand, a chimney with light brown stones

was in the middle of the interior wall , plenty of light was getting inside thru the two windows and the furniture with modern lines was as less is possible, they war two withe leather sofas near to the chimney with a small coffee table, were war some fashion bookies and a metal plate with fresh fruits, between the windows it was a dark brown bureau with a glass vase and couple of books on top.

The pool of blood it was in between the bureau and the two sofas.

-It is clear that here is not the crime scene, no signs of struggle, which is so evident, this mother

fucker psycho whatever he is just live us a sign, and is not helping us more then track the lasts

moves of Dana Green and compare with the others disappearances. Deam! I hate wen they start like this and what I hate more, is that wen we investigate they kill, raped, or what they fucking do, with no hurries very easy like nothing happens around, making us crazy to catch them, but the time we do it hes already pleased and accomplish with what he did! Branching was speaking gesticulating and visibly upset. Wen he calm down, looking at Tara, which she limit herself to look back after hes short grief, he show toward the blood trying to give a order, then he just change hes mind and start searching thru the room for a evidence as small can be, need to concentrate on the work.

UPDATE

2009-08-31T17:05:00.000-07:00

I have been working my ideas in my head with my to characters: Andrew Branching and J.J. Hope and I was having some doubts. My previous idea was to place them some where to the very future, but the ideas where coming buzzing in my head and lead me to place them a little bet more near to our time. Following a series of mysteriously disappearances of young women's witch the tracks whore going to a dead end till the criminal show by himself the solution.

Not old enough

2009-07-28T13:54:00.000-07:00

The forensic team arrived at the crime scene where they wore expected by Detective Andrew Branching, who ask for the opinion of the known and highly unorthodox detective J.J Hope, who with his 105 years not showing them being in full physical and mental faculties. Retired for about 40 years, during which he wrote many detective books. J.J Hope was moving around taking notes, seemed pleased with the crime scene. After finishing taking notes, being placed near the body grotesquely remained at the foot of the stairs, he bend over to examine with more detaile the body. The neck was twisted one hundred eighty degrees, the shoulder was remaining seated on the left cheek of the victim, the body was in lean upright against the wall, hips were turn upside down, ninety degrees clockwise, the left leg had flourished from the knee, remained upright and the right leg twisted from the joints into opposite flap, but that was not the intrigue. More closer he looked was seen that although the whole body been bruised, but the ears they were not touched. A more peculiar thing was the earrings caring the name of the victim in what seemed to be...diamonds.

- Andrew! Do me a favor, ask for a drug test! Hope just laying on a hunch although he was just a boy then.

- I understand that the victim didn´t fall from the stairs and any of this is a accident but who ever did this I am pretty shore he like to torture the victim.I thont think it is relevant the drug test. Brancing believe that Hope lose his mind, starting to question him self if he did right to ask hes opinion.

- Maybe is not relevant, but how many chances are that in a struggle where the head of the victim is the firs target of his fist, so the ears they don't get not a single bruise, i mean both ears. She had to be sedated because I don't see to many marks of been bound. While Hope was make hes point, one of the forensics interrupt them.

- Great spirit of observation detective Hope anyway this machine will tell us everything including if she whose sedated. I believe you gentleman ar ready for the investigation?

The two forensics they war siting in opposite angles of the room and each of them war having in front a monitor with a box who open and pump outside of a thin device like a safety net. As war moving on the walls, the two devices start to stick together from the floor giving the sensation that was making circles and close together right in the middle of the ceiling like the room has been swallowed by a black hole. Small lights with different colors blue,withe, orange, green, each start moving around the room, each with the own purpose. The monitors war working a thousand per hour, the images of prints, D.N.A.,chemical results war running up the monitor and disappeared in the hard drive until everything freeze on retiree and the net start to make circles until get split in two and slowly the vanish in the boxes.

After this the guys from the morgue lift the body and the cleaners clean up the scene.

- All right then? Ready to know the answers? Said the same forensic.

- I must admit the new technology really impress me! Said Hope astounded.- My lasts years in service the poor boys of the forensic they war having a hard time spreading this thing which it was way much heavy, I know cause I helped couple of times. And the results, they war released after a few days.

- Like he said, you ready for it?! Ask Branching a beet impatient.

- Yeah! Yeah! Of course. Answered Hope with a wave of the hand. - Let it slide!

The other forensic, much younger and les feel for talking, he place on the floor a metallic sheet and after a few tipping of his colleague the room get complete with some holograms. It was a man entering with a body caring it until the foot of the stairs posing the body in the position was found before and on the last he left a pair of earrings, round with a logo of the name of the victim in small diamonds.

- I never see something like this! He react Branching.

- I did. said Hope in a low tone. - I was a small kid then.

Maybe I live that long so I get to met him again after this years, he was thinking Hope for himself.