"I always recall Mr Bain as being a smart guy. For instance, I first met him as he was casually wandering around the unsolved files, solving each cases in a single blink. This always amazed me. It was sad to think that it was on the behalf of my fortune. As he was doing his daily routine of the "case check", he always struggled to solve that specific case. The one he should have never solved. Smart as he was, it was only natural that one day, he had to find out.

The discovery happened after midnight, as he was still, like me, writing reports. He then came to a realization as he was glancing at my handwriting. For a reason unknown, Mr Bain noted this as being the "last piece of the puzzle", and told me that he had suspicions about me. Without any proof, I knew I had some time left before he could arrest me. Like me, he is a great officer, and like me, he knows how tedious it could be to deal with someone from the system. Needless to say that I had few time left. I knew he would find something. I knew. I had to do something.

For my good fortune, the fellow was eventually once in a situation in which I was at my advantage. His nape. No one around. What was the best to do? People would eventually figure out that the curious Mr Bain once again got into trouble. Without turning back. With a powerful gesture, I gripped his skin. But Mr Bain was quicker than I thought. He escaped so fast that I only managed to peel a bit of his skin, before tearing up the tip. His nape revealed, I took my knife (don't ask me why I did not try to kill him with it first, I know it was stupid of me) and stabbed his head. He lost consciousness. Or maybe he died. Who knows, that's not important.

As I was getting him out of the car near the swamps, I grabbed him by his skin and peeled his skin more. No reason for that. I don't know why I did that. But I digress. I threw him on the swamps. As I did, I noticed a suspicious shadow. Then, a figure rose from the swamp. What was that? I don't know. What I can say is that it bit Mr Bain. What a silly thing to do. I said "hey, don't". Then he went away. Odd meeting, isn't it? Ignoring it could be a potential witness, I just walked to my car.

Then, I heard a noise. And turned around. Mr Bain. Mr Bain was in front of me. Alive. Dead. I didn't know. Both at the same time. It made no sense at all. Like this text right now. It made no sense. Are you even still reading? If you are, well, you might be curious enough to know what happened next.

He bit me. Then ran away. Apparently, he was devoured by a disease that forced people to bite others, then forces you to run away. If I can call that running. Mr Bain is a banana, so it was pretty ridiculous to see. I laughed. He laughed. I thought about the toaster. It was a good time. (oh lord, the silly references that only a few know about)

Right now, I'm writing what I believe are my last words. If you see this message, it is needless to say that I obviously had a lot of paper inside of my car. Well, I'm sitting beside the wheel. I feel like I'm dying. It's kinda funny and ironic. Not very coherent, but it is. I feel like I'm turning into something else. Oh well, that's life. Isn't it? Being a corrupted cop was fun. Mr Bain was fun.

Now, I'm just singing out loud. This silly song. Mr Bain made me think about it. Somehow.

"I'm a banana. I'm a banana. Peel the banana. Peel the banana. Now go, banana. Go, go, banana. Goohhrhrhrgrghaaaaaaa."

PS: don't ask me why I wrote my last grunt down. Who cares about coherence."

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