« ...in a street, a normal street, her college street. She was coming back home, alone. On her way, she had to cross the road, one black road.

She was listenning to music. She had turned up the volume and she was walking in rythm.

It was a day, a school day.

She was thirteen, only thirteen. So young !

And... And... And when she crossed the road, she saw lights, white lights in the shadows of the end of the day. This... This is the last thing that she saw in her life. Lights !

Then, she fell. The car passed and killed her. »

Her mother was crying. The judge asked her to sit down.

Now, everything is quiet. Only my heartbeat is filling the atmosphere. The jury is deliberating.

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« Culprit ! » That's what th judge said. This is the word that chandged my life. My testimony didn't help me...

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I'm in a cell. For what ? I have killed a thirteen years old teenager.

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I'm in a cell forever.

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I can't stay here.

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I have to leave, to go far away.

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« The four hundred four captive has disapeared ! »

What a lot of noise for a captive, a culprit. Three policemen ! But they don't need to be scared ! I can't hurt anyone.

« Uh, he is here. I have found him ! The four hundred four captive is dead ! »

Yes, I'm free forever.