A Shocking Story About An Incompetent And Corrupt Police Officer Who Didn’t Really Like The Great Palaces Of Europe And Totally Got What He Deserved
Paris awoke to a day that seemed like any other day. Except that it wasn’t. Although the day had begun it still was not the same as the day before or even the day previous to that one even though, being days that ran in sequence, it would be natural to assume that there would be some kind of continuity. Reality was ripped that day from the headlines, a reality about the thing that had happened that became news. It was a reality so abhorrent that it became entertainment for everyone.
A random page from Sylvain’s diary that was submitted as evidence. Note the sloppy penmanship, the casual use of grammar, the fractured sentences. Its so obvious just from the handwriting that this guy is a complete psycho.
Another page from Sylvain’s diary. Note the sloppy writing style, the different shapes of the letters. What a complete and utter loon.
“It is sad that Henri committed these crimes“ says Policiere Saffron Chamois, a working colleague of Sylvain’s. “I always thought he was a very handsome man. I thought we might have a future together”.
“Wait. What? She said that? Saffron said that?”
“I had no idea. None at all”.
“I often fantasized about making mad, passionate love to Henri in every imaginable location and in every fantastic position I could think of for hours and hours on end” continued Chamois. “I guess there’s absolutely no chance that will happen now no matter how much I desire him in such a hot, unquenchable way”.
“Dear God, no. What have I done?”
“Poor Henri. I guess the only sex he will get now will be in prison. I understand that theres quite a lot of that going on there”.
“Please. No more. Please. Just stop”.