[centre][h3][b]Chase Robinson[/b][/h3][/centre]

As Chase stood at the front of the line, the two police officers seemed to ignore his initial barrage of questions, stating that he should wait till the interview proper started. As Chase closed his mouth, the guy behind him in line made a joke about someone bringing a glock to a nerf fight. While Chase glanced back at him, he didn’t find the joke very funny and as such did not chuckle. This was probably the first time this student had ever talked to Chase, all the young writer knowing about him was that he seemed to attend class more often than a lot of other students.

But before Chase could muse too much on the bad joke, the police began to lead the mythology students out of the lecture hall. The line of students would follow the officers to the gymnasium, where cubicles seemed to have been put up in the last couple minutes. The officers then announced that they would be interviewing everyone one at a time. When asked if anyone had a question, one of the students asked if this was going to be on the final. This did make Chase chuckle as he recognized the student, a guy who sometimes came to class, but when he did he was visibly high.

However, the police didn’t seem to find him funny, instead waving over Chase to begin the interview. As he sat down on an uncomfortable plastic chair, the police immediately began asking him questions.

When they asked how well he knew the victim, Chase replied, “Kylie Griffin? I don’t recognize the name. Do you have a picture of her?”

The officer nodded and pulled up a photo on his phone, showing the girl in what looked like a Facebook photo, “Oh, her. I don’t think I’ve ever actually talked to her. But she was one of the few students who actually seemed to take this course seriously.”

The cops then asked if Chase had a positive or negative relationship with her, to which he replied, “I mean, I don’t really have a relationship. I thought she was cute and considered asking her out, but I’ve been too busy with studies to focus on dating.”

The officer seemed to take some notes at Chase’s answer. The young writer hoped that he didn’t just make himself a suspect by saying he had an attraction to the victim, but the police had said they wanted full cooperation and honesty. Chase thought that it would be better that he told the police directly, rather than them finding out some other way and make him look suspicious.

The officer then asked if Kylie had any enemies, Chase taking a moment before replying, “I don’t think so. Like I said I didn’t really know her. But she seemed nice enough and I couldn’t see anyone having a problem with her.”

The officer took a few more notes, before asking Chase some more questions. It was mostly routine stuff like where he was last night, to which he replied at home with a massive headache. They then took his contact information, before dismissing him from the cubicle. Chase made his way across the gymnasium to where Professor Abraham was.

As Chase stood next to his Professor, he asked him, “How are you holding up Professor? Did you know Kylie at all? I didn’t personally.”

Chase continued to look at the pair of officers as they talked to more of his classmates. They still hadn’t revealed what happened to Kylie last night. Chase’s mind immediately jumped to the worst scenario that she was dead, but he hoped that it wasn’t that serious.