Framed Turnabout
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I'm in an interrogation room.
Strangely enough, I'm not sure what I'm doing here.
There are two agents here: one male and one female.
They claim I killed a random school girl. I gulp.
I don't have a choice but to defend myself right now.
However, it is like one of the Ace Attorney games.
Heck, I believe I can hear some music as well.
I go through the statements, contradicting them.
So, I end up proving that one cop is the killer.
An alarm goes off, and I wake up from my dream.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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