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White Room: A Fictional Narrative

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I was shuffled into a white room with two stainless steel chairs facing each other across a table that was bolted to the floor. They told me to just sit down and wait. After a couple of minutes I watched as an Officer came in. He had a red folder in his hands. “What am I doing here?” I asked as he sat down. He didn’t say anything just sat down, opened the folder and took out what looked like pictures. “What are those?” I tried talking again. “Blaire Winters,” he said pulling her picture out of the stack. “Jeremy McKinnon,” “Dad,” I interrupted, “what am I doing here?” “I told you when we are here it’s Officer Flare.” “Okay… What am I doing here Officer.” “Justin… I hate that they chose me to do this because I don’t believe a word of what they’re saying but, you’re the number one suspect as of right now,” father said. “What is it?” I asked starting to become worried. “Well all of your friends are missing. All of them. Blaire, Jeremy, Chris, and Amanda. They’re all just gone and the only connection is you.” “I don’t know what you want me to say dad. I didn’t have anything to do with this. I mean I knew they hadn’t been at school for a couple days but I didn’t know they were missing.” “Well thankfully we don’t have anything to hold you yet so we are gonna keep looking but first I’m gonna take you home.” …show more content…

The grass had grown over the sidewalk but I was able to follow it to the stairs of the porch. The windows were boarded and up and there was dust or dirt covering everything. I knew Gilly was keeping dad in there. I could see drag marks in the dirt on the porch. I tried to go in the front but the door was locked. Apparently he didn’t think I was going to be making an appearance. I tried to follow the marks but they came to a dead end in the middle of the sidewall of the house. “Shit,” I mumbled as I grabbed the wall looking for hinges or anything indicating a door. There was

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