Michigan Tree/House

A Story by Abishai100

Portrait of heinous crime-inquiry, bad faith, bloody murder, cop mourned, and Homeland quarantine for the Ego.

A modern police/crime story, set in Michigan (fictional).

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative crime fiction contains images/references with no commercial/explicit ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., US state of Michigan) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' opinion).

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Let me tell you the queer dark faerie-tale of the loss of my cop-partner in Michigan during a horrid post-9/11 era American Homeland domestic super terrorism case of gender hand-axes points of bad leviathan/faith. My partner cop, Amlan Satan, was pursuing this axe-killer lady named Guinevere in Michigan (Ann Arbor) and knew he'd found some nifty cues with microfiche study of post-WWII Roswell-invasion superstitions in the Homeland tied to Guinevere's special 'cleats' of American Homeland paranoia imagery for Selfie-citizenry library-powers (wow).

GUINEVERE: At least this American Homeland detective-man's got the gumption to trail me to theater.

ME: You won't make a mock-man of Officer Satan on my watches, Guinevere lady; for Ann Arbor.

GUINEVERE: He's already surmised to find me whistling at a Michigan movie-screening (Alien).

ME: He won't be there (Facebook-like).

Well, he was there. He thought Guinevere was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, after moving to Ann Arbor from Algiers, becoming a citizen and then cop, and embracing post-9/11 era patriot-image for super city/town defenses adjectives. She offered to take a ride with him in his off-duty car, and he graciously accepted and must've been offered the dark-revelation of her axe-ID pre-murder of the bloody Sunday variety in the Homeland (America) for indefinite art (and powers).

After we learned of Guinevere's special pronouncements of American culture/trends, we decided she'd visit some toy-store in Michigan (some time) and we'd nab her as precociously curious about the street-aura or 'visage' of Western Earthling powers of readership/fashion and we did. She was given life-incarceration for complete criminal-insanity, and I mourned the post-funeral ashes of Officer Satan (Selfie-like).