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Chapter Four: Evaluation:
November 10th, 2010.
“Please state your name.”
“Kimoto-Tsuzuki Anna.”
“Age.”
“Twenty-seven.”
“Are you married?”
“Yes.”
“Any children?”
“No.”
“Are you a violent person?”
“No.”
“Have you ever used drugs?”
“No.”
“Any abuse from spouse or family?”
“No.”
“Any known history of family violence?”
“Any known history of family violence? Do you know who my family is?”
“Fair enough. Let’s talk the events on October 31st, 2010. Tell us what happened.”
“She invited us over for some stupid party.”
“Your grandmother?”
“Yeah.”
“And you didn’t want to go?”
“Nope.”
“Why is that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? She killed Papa! Plus, she killed my aunts before I was born.”
“Then why go?”
“Asato insisted that I go.”
“Your husband?”
“Yes.”
“Why would he do that?”
“You would have to ask him.”
“We’re asking you.”
“I don’t know.”
“Then why did go?”
“Just to shut him up. He just wouldn’t stop.”
“Please keep your voice down. You went to the party. How was that?”
“Crappy.”
“What happened?”
“She fed us useless crap about the family dying. We already know. Why tell us again?”
“What happened next?”
“She served us tea. Mine tasted so bitter. Asato and them said it was fine.”
“That’s when it started?”
“Yes.”
“Walk us through the events leading up to the attack.”
“After drinking the tea, my head began to hurt. I thought I was going to die. Aside from the burns on my wrists, I never felt pain like that before. Oh, it was a nightmare. Then she started talking to me.”
“What did she say?”
“I can’t really remember. It’s a haze to me now.”
“Try to remember.”
“I can’t. My head hurts if I do.”
“How much can you remember before it hurts?”
“She wanted to talk to the Mother.”
“About what?”
“I don’t know. I was in too much pain at the time.”
“According to this you went into the victim’s bathroom for headache medication. Then what happened?”
“She walked in and started talking to me.”
“Do you remember what she said?”
“No.”
“Why is that?”
“I don’t know.”
“You think your grandmother did something to your memory?”
“Please don’t call her that.”
“Alright, she then.”
“I have no idea. Probably. I guess.”
“Do you remember stabbing her fifty times?”
“Yes… and no.”
“Explain.”
“I don’t remember what led to that moment, but I saw myself stabbing her repeatedly.”
“Did you think or feel anything?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I was so… disconnected. I could see myself stabbing her, but I felt… nothing.”
“Why did you stab her?”
“To be honest, I don’t know.”
“How do you feel now?”
“Tired.”
“Do you want to go home?”
“Yes.”
“Anything else?”
“No. Do you have anything else for me?”
“No. We’re finished here. You are free to return to your room now.”
“Thank you.”
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November 13th, 2010.
Tsuzuki returned to take his wife home at last.
November 10th, 2010.
“Please state your name.”
“Kimoto-Tsuzuki Anna.”
“Age.”
“Twenty-seven.”
“Are you married?”
“Yes.”
“Any children?”
“No.”
“Are you a violent person?”
“No.”
“Have you ever used drugs?”
“No.”
“Any abuse from spouse or family?”
“No.”
“Any known history of family violence?”
“Any known history of family violence? Do you know who my family is?”
“Fair enough. Let’s talk the events on October 31st, 2010. Tell us what happened.”
“She invited us over for some stupid party.”
“Your grandmother?”
“Yeah.”
“And you didn’t want to go?”
“Nope.”
“Why is that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? She killed Papa! Plus, she killed my aunts before I was born.”
“Then why go?”
“Asato insisted that I go.”
“Your husband?”
“Yes.”
“Why would he do that?”
“You would have to ask him.”
“We’re asking you.”
“I don’t know.”
“Then why did go?”
“Just to shut him up. He just wouldn’t stop.”
“Please keep your voice down. You went to the party. How was that?”
“Crappy.”
“What happened?”
“She fed us useless crap about the family dying. We already know. Why tell us again?”
“What happened next?”
“She served us tea. Mine tasted so bitter. Asato and them said it was fine.”
“That’s when it started?”
“Yes.”
“Walk us through the events leading up to the attack.”
“After drinking the tea, my head began to hurt. I thought I was going to die. Aside from the burns on my wrists, I never felt pain like that before. Oh, it was a nightmare. Then she started talking to me.”
“What did she say?”
“I can’t really remember. It’s a haze to me now.”
“Try to remember.”
“I can’t. My head hurts if I do.”
“How much can you remember before it hurts?”
“She wanted to talk to the Mother.”
“About what?”
“I don’t know. I was in too much pain at the time.”
“According to this you went into the victim’s bathroom for headache medication. Then what happened?”
“She walked in and started talking to me.”
“Do you remember what she said?”
“No.”
“Why is that?”
“I don’t know.”
“You think your grandmother did something to your memory?”
“Please don’t call her that.”
“Alright, she then.”
“I have no idea. Probably. I guess.”
“Do you remember stabbing her fifty times?”
“Yes… and no.”
“Explain.”
“I don’t remember what led to that moment, but I saw myself stabbing her repeatedly.”
“Did you think or feel anything?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I was so… disconnected. I could see myself stabbing her, but I felt… nothing.”
“Why did you stab her?”
“To be honest, I don’t know.”
“How do you feel now?”
“Tired.”
“Do you want to go home?”
“Yes.”
“Anything else?”
“No. Do you have anything else for me?”
“No. We’re finished here. You are free to return to your room now.”
“Thank you.”
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November 13th, 2010.
Tsuzuki returned to take his wife home at last.
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