Spaceship No I Mean It



He’s been that way since Thursday.

I squatted down to get a better look at his face. He seemed younger than his chart indicated, perhaps not even a teenager. It was hard to tell with all the blood.

We found him this way.

They had said “self-inflicted.” This was hard to believe. The damage was  far more extensive than anything I had seen in my thirty years here. I suppose it was possible, but it didn’t make sense.

Don’t let the straitjacket lull you–he is quite dangerous.

My pity got the best of me. That’s all I can say.

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