
The Case of Alex "Big Man" Nava.
The interview room was dimly lit, it smelled of sweat and mold. A small table seperated the two occupants. One of the occupants was a woman in her late twenties. She had dirty blonde hair, her glasses rested on her nose. A tape recorder in one hand and a pen in the other. The second occupant in the room was a hulk of a man. He stood eight feet tall, He had the physic of an olympian god. He sat in a small wooden chair that strained and crecked to hold his weight. He stared into the distant as if he were looking into space. "Alex?" The woman said. "I am Andrea Palmer your psychiatrist." Alex said nothing. "Do you know why you are here Alex?" Andrea asked. Alex said nothing. "Do you remember? You killed four men. You ripped two of them in half." She revealed. Alex said nothing. "Wanna tell me why you did it? Was it because they called you Big Man?" Andrea said. Alex stayed silent. "If you don't answer my questions their gonna take you out of the asylum and put you in a maximum security jail. I don't want that to happen Alex do you?" She continued. "Come on you can tell me. Nothing leaves this room..." Andrea waited for a moment. "Alex you have to say something." Alex broke hi gaze and looked at the floor. He said in a low deep voice. "Leave me alone."
(To Be Continued)
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