When a citizen does a crime, it is the duty of Hathian Police Department to apprehend and take into custody the suspect. But as it is, what happens to the suspect in question? Are they treated fairly within the care of our dear Hathian Police Department? As this is graphic by nature, I am going to recount my first and only crime. And you, the reader can be the judge if the crime fit the punishment. On top of that, remember that cops are to only hold into custody until a trial date. After then, they are to be released. But does that work here in our very town of Hathian?
I made the decision to turn myself into a crime I had committed, assault on a cop, of which is a very serious matter. And I knew that I needed to do the right thing, and turn myself in. Of which another person came up insulting and being rather aggressive. I merely stated to wait his turn. Of which then I was arrested after confessing my crime. Unbeknownst to me, the man that I had asked to please wait, took my beloved belongings and broke them before cops were able to confiscate them.
While I was down in the cells wearing the orange jumper suit, I would see inmates that were there, seemingly being docile and peaceful, when a male cop came up and stared at them. There apparently had been some residual tension. One of the inmates confessed that he had attempted to shoot and kill this male cop, but was unable to do so. In fact, the inmate had a patched eye of which this reporter could only surmise was from the same fight with this particular cop. The officer then took a fire hose which was within the cell at point blank range, fired the blast at it’s highest strength at the two inmates, knocked them back and soaked them as the male inmate attempted to block it with the cot. The stench of mildew and mold was all around us. And as it happened, it stunned me to say that this was the first time I had ever seen such brutality of the police department. I jumped up to plead with the cop only to get a callous response. Even as he pulled out his taser, he made it clear that he was trying to kill these two with no remorse nor humanity to speak of. As he pulled the trigger, he was aiming at the female inmate in the same cell as this other. It was through the altruistic jump and selflessness of the inmate that was truly a redeeming quality of this brave soul. And as the inmate thudded upon the ground. I watched him spasm something horrible.
This reporter witnessed the grotesque handling of this murderous cop first hand. Again I pleaded with the cop; he turned to me and made snide remarks about me being new. He reloaded a new cartridge into his taser and fired it again at the pleading female inmate, who then went down. The terrible sounds of the taser burning flesh. No longer just the quick tacs you’d hear from tasers when they were for nonlethal use, but from the electrocution. This man was playing judge, jury, and executioner all in one go.
If you thought it was over, it is not. After the cop had been satisfied with the electrocution torture. he did not stop there, pulling out his firearm and aiming it at the head of the inmate with his index on the trigger finger. Only moments away from firing that thing into the cells, he was explaining how he was powerful enough to convince a reporter to write a story of how we would riot against him and attack him. A man whom was intelligent enough not to put himself in that situation. Now trying to keep from fallout by being the bully that he was. He did not fire but the threat was real.
Now this isn’t every cop in the station. Some cops are extremely fair. But as I’ve seen it, they are a minority. There are some real monsters lurking with ranks to keep the power and the corruption. Upon release of my 3 days of being within these cells, I was brought up by a female cop, who explained to me about my violin being busted by the Assistant DA, an attorney known as Robert to this reporter. I explained to this female cop that I would like to press charges for willful destruction of private property, with the thoughts that she might help, and got scoffed at. I was sorely wrong. Her superior came up and asked whom I was. For I, a citizen of this town, having just paid penance for a crime I committed should have never been placed on reproached to a second trying, was now a number for this monster. Explaining that I was nothing more than a thief, gang member, or a cop killer. I said nothing, but my crime was repeated to him by the female, of which it was suggested I be punished, since the thought that me being still standing was not protocol.
It dawned upon this reporter that I was going to be hunted. And as I gathered my affects, I was told to run.. That from this moment on, I am now a hunted man. Even though I paid my penance, did my time. That I was now going to be hunted and once caught, beaten to death. That, ladies and gentleman is not how a precinct should be. That… is how a gang is. HPD is not the protectors of the innocent as once thought. They are barbaric, evil, and for the most part are to not be trusted. They will stab you in the back just as they stabbed me in the back. Rise up and stop the tyranny, before they come after you.