Umm... WHAT?!
So, my mom and I are watching Dexter, being lazy, whatever. We hear sirens. Nothing much to worry about... we live pretty close to the fire station. We see ambulances and fire trucks coming down our street. Weird... Then, we hear helicopters. Even weirder. Nothing happens in Fenton. EVER. My mom decides to walk down the street to see what's going on... as she leaves the news comes on. There's a building on TV that looks just like mine (well, okay, all of the apartments do, but anyway, it's still weird), and it's on fire. My mom comes back, and says that it's the building RIGHT next to ours. Okay, nothing to worry about, the fire department has it under control. Yea, it sucks, but... at least everyone is safe now.
My cousin's girlfriend's Dad lives in the building that was on fire. My cousin goes over there to check it out, to make sure his girlfriend's dad is okay. He talks to the cops, and apparently, the fire wasn't an accident. It was arson. Furthermore, it was arson to COVER UP A MURDER.
WHAT THE FUCK?!
According to the cops he talked to, a woman was murdered in her apartment, and then the murderer set fire to the building, hoping to cover it up.
In my city. In my neighborhood. On my street. MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS. I'm FREAKING out, because this guy still hasn't been caught. Here's the news story. There's not much to it, right now.
For right now... my mom's loaded revolver is on the kitchen table.
My cousin's girlfriend's Dad lives in the building that was on fire. My cousin goes over there to check it out, to make sure his girlfriend's dad is okay. He talks to the cops, and apparently, the fire wasn't an accident. It was arson. Furthermore, it was arson to COVER UP A MURDER.
WHAT THE FUCK?!
According to the cops he talked to, a woman was murdered in her apartment, and then the murderer set fire to the building, hoping to cover it up.
In my city. In my neighborhood. On my street. MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS. I'm FREAKING out, because this guy still hasn't been caught. Here's the news story. There's not much to it, right now.
For right now... my mom's loaded revolver is on the kitchen table.