Rorschach's Broadcasted Memory
[It starts simply, a dark house on a cold night.
Rorschach breaks in, ventures down to the basement to investigate.
Torn and burned remains of a young girl's clothing in the furnace.
Outside, he sees the dogs, fighting over a bone. Human. Too small for an adult.
Taking the butcher knife from the kitchen. Stepping into the air of the night.
The blood spray as the knife cleaves into the first dog's skull.
Closing his eyes, and opening them, changed.
Waiting for the man to return home. Throwing the dog carcass through the window, pinning him under it.
Taking him to his basement, handcuffing him to the furnace.
Handing him a hacksaw, then starting the house on fire.
Watching from across the street, until certain that he had perished, burnt to ash.]
Rorschach breaks in, ventures down to the basement to investigate.
Torn and burned remains of a young girl's clothing in the furnace.
Outside, he sees the dogs, fighting over a bone. Human. Too small for an adult.
Taking the butcher knife from the kitchen. Stepping into the air of the night.
The blood spray as the knife cleaves into the first dog's skull.
Closing his eyes, and opening them, changed.
Waiting for the man to return home. Throwing the dog carcass through the window, pinning him under it.
Taking him to his basement, handcuffing him to the furnace.
Handing him a hacksaw, then starting the house on fire.
Watching from across the street, until certain that he had perished, burnt to ash.]