Post by K Man on Jan 28, 2004 13:05:31 GMT -5
(The following account has been edited to protect those involved.)
Case Report by Agent Marcus:[/u]
I was recently requested to view a surveilance tape provided to me by a local police department in conjunction with the death of one of their detectives. The following is a written transcript of the viewing.
The video is grainy and difficult to derive any detail from, but there is a solid metal table flanked by two chairs on opposite ends. A young girl, probably no more than eight years of age with light hair sits idly in her chair on the end of the table, swinging her legs back and forth.
An older gentleman, presumably the deceased detective, sits at the other end, writing in the case file with a pen. He looks up from his writing and smiles at the young girl across from him.
"What your name?"
"Ashley...Ashley Lebock. Am I in trouble?"
The young girl appears to be almost asking the question out of reflex, rather than actual fear.
"No Ashley, you're not, it's just that I need to figure what happened. You're in no trouble at all."
The detective smiles at the young girl again, trying to ease whatever fears may be swimming through her head.
"I like it when you do that."
"What? Smile?"
"Yes, smile. Everyone should smile."
The detective looks confused and sits back in his chair, he glances down at his paperwork again and begins rifling through it. He looks up again and crosses his hands before him, resting them on the table.
"Ashley, do you know why you're here?"
"Umm...nope."
"Ashley, your parents were found at your house...hurt. The policeman says that he found you in your room, playing with your dolls."
The little girl remains calm, kicking her feet back and forth. Looking over the the paperwork I received with the case, I can determine that the detective was trying to be polite by telling the girl that her parents were 'hurt'. In fact there were pronounced dead on the scene. Death from bleeding and massive face trauma.
"I didn't like the policeman, he didn't smile. You smile. I like you."
"Well thank you Ashley, but I need you to tell me what happened."
"With my parents?"
"Yes, your parents."
"They didn't smile, so he told them something to make them smile."
The detective looks a bit confused. Apparenly in his paperwork there was no mention of a third party.
"By 'he' Ashley...who is that?"
"He lives upstairs."
"Upstairs? You only have an attic."
"Well, he lives there. I play with him and he makes me smile. Like you."
The detective makes a few furious scribbles on the paper. Reading the evidence I was given, it looks like the detective was going to call Social Services shortly after the interview, recommending they inviestigate any potential molesting relatives. The detective finishes his scribbles and looks up from the papers.
"Alright Ashely, this man, you say he hurt your parents?"
"No, he told them something because they wouldn't smile. They hurt themsevles."
" Does 'he' have a name?"
"Nope, he doesn't like names..."
I could see the frustration raging across the face of the detective. He folds the case folder closed and stands, walking over to the girl in a few short steps. He leans down and looks her in the eyes. He speaks calmly and deliberately, according to police protocol.
"You're telling me that 'he' lives upstairs, likes to smile and play...but your parents didn't, so he told them something and they 'hurt' themselves?"
"Yep."
The litte girl begins swinging her legs back and forth quickly, like a child getting anxious to go out and play. The detective places a hand on her knee to prevent her from agitating him further.
"Ashley, can you tell me anything else? Maybe something helpful?"
The sarcasm in the detective's tone is easy to discern.
"I can tell you what he told my parents..."
"That would be a good start."
At this point, the voice in the video ceases. The small child leans into the detectives ear and begin the whisper, cupping her hands around the lobes of the detectives ears. A broad smile spreads across the detectives face.
The detective stands and continues to smile, his face becoming impossibly comical. He moves to a corner of the room and faces the corner, his head just out of the camera view. He reaches his hands up to, assumably, his face area and begins doing something.
It's difficult to tell because I can't see the victim's face, but I can relay the coroner's report here:
Detective Aderson was found dead on the scene from massive face trauma and excessive bleeding. His cheeks had been torn back by force almost to the ear lobe. From the bottom of his eyelids to the bottom of his jaw, the flesh was completely torn back. The lower mandible was exposed and the face was twisted into a horrible expression that the coroner described as 'grinning'. The blood and residue on the detective's hands suggested that he performed the macabre feat himself, pulling the flesh from his own cheeks.
The last portion of the surveilance video is the small girl standing and exiting the room, but not before turning and smiling at the camera in the corner.
There has been no sign of Ashley's whereabouts since this questioning and this case will remain open until she can be located for further questioning.
End of Report
Case Report by Agent Marcus:[/u]
I was recently requested to view a surveilance tape provided to me by a local police department in conjunction with the death of one of their detectives. The following is a written transcript of the viewing.
The video is grainy and difficult to derive any detail from, but there is a solid metal table flanked by two chairs on opposite ends. A young girl, probably no more than eight years of age with light hair sits idly in her chair on the end of the table, swinging her legs back and forth.
An older gentleman, presumably the deceased detective, sits at the other end, writing in the case file with a pen. He looks up from his writing and smiles at the young girl across from him.
"What your name?"
"Ashley...Ashley Lebock. Am I in trouble?"
The young girl appears to be almost asking the question out of reflex, rather than actual fear.
"No Ashley, you're not, it's just that I need to figure what happened. You're in no trouble at all."
The detective smiles at the young girl again, trying to ease whatever fears may be swimming through her head.
"I like it when you do that."
"What? Smile?"
"Yes, smile. Everyone should smile."
The detective looks confused and sits back in his chair, he glances down at his paperwork again and begins rifling through it. He looks up again and crosses his hands before him, resting them on the table.
"Ashley, do you know why you're here?"
"Umm...nope."
"Ashley, your parents were found at your house...hurt. The policeman says that he found you in your room, playing with your dolls."
The little girl remains calm, kicking her feet back and forth. Looking over the the paperwork I received with the case, I can determine that the detective was trying to be polite by telling the girl that her parents were 'hurt'. In fact there were pronounced dead on the scene. Death from bleeding and massive face trauma.
"I didn't like the policeman, he didn't smile. You smile. I like you."
"Well thank you Ashley, but I need you to tell me what happened."
"With my parents?"
"Yes, your parents."
"They didn't smile, so he told them something to make them smile."
The detective looks a bit confused. Apparenly in his paperwork there was no mention of a third party.
"By 'he' Ashley...who is that?"
"He lives upstairs."
"Upstairs? You only have an attic."
"Well, he lives there. I play with him and he makes me smile. Like you."
The detective makes a few furious scribbles on the paper. Reading the evidence I was given, it looks like the detective was going to call Social Services shortly after the interview, recommending they inviestigate any potential molesting relatives. The detective finishes his scribbles and looks up from the papers.
"Alright Ashely, this man, you say he hurt your parents?"
"No, he told them something because they wouldn't smile. They hurt themsevles."
" Does 'he' have a name?"
"Nope, he doesn't like names..."
I could see the frustration raging across the face of the detective. He folds the case folder closed and stands, walking over to the girl in a few short steps. He leans down and looks her in the eyes. He speaks calmly and deliberately, according to police protocol.
"You're telling me that 'he' lives upstairs, likes to smile and play...but your parents didn't, so he told them something and they 'hurt' themselves?"
"Yep."
The litte girl begins swinging her legs back and forth quickly, like a child getting anxious to go out and play. The detective places a hand on her knee to prevent her from agitating him further.
"Ashley, can you tell me anything else? Maybe something helpful?"
The sarcasm in the detective's tone is easy to discern.
"I can tell you what he told my parents..."
"That would be a good start."
At this point, the voice in the video ceases. The small child leans into the detectives ear and begin the whisper, cupping her hands around the lobes of the detectives ears. A broad smile spreads across the detectives face.
The detective stands and continues to smile, his face becoming impossibly comical. He moves to a corner of the room and faces the corner, his head just out of the camera view. He reaches his hands up to, assumably, his face area and begins doing something.
It's difficult to tell because I can't see the victim's face, but I can relay the coroner's report here:
Detective Aderson was found dead on the scene from massive face trauma and excessive bleeding. His cheeks had been torn back by force almost to the ear lobe. From the bottom of his eyelids to the bottom of his jaw, the flesh was completely torn back. The lower mandible was exposed and the face was twisted into a horrible expression that the coroner described as 'grinning'. The blood and residue on the detective's hands suggested that he performed the macabre feat himself, pulling the flesh from his own cheeks.
The last portion of the surveilance video is the small girl standing and exiting the room, but not before turning and smiling at the camera in the corner.
There has been no sign of Ashley's whereabouts since this questioning and this case will remain open until she can be located for further questioning.
End of Report
