“Jury please rise. This is case 192. We are here today for the jury to find Mr. Karnackle guilty or not guilty of 1st degree murder.” exclaims Judge Madison. Mr. Karnackle drags his body from the front doors, down the hall, and into his wooden chair. There he sits with his head down next to his lawyer Miss Lekin. The justice department is planted in the table next to theirs. “Raise your right hand. Repeat after me: I swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth or oh help me God.” Judge Madison says it like she has been declaring it all day. Everyone raises their right hand and repeats exactly what the judge says in a hollow, echoing tone.
Mr. Karnackle was found shriveled in the bathroom with blood sprayed all over his body, and a knife in his left hand. His mistress's body was dismantled (her name was Lani Formore). Pieces of her were found on the stove and in the oven. The cuts were jagged and not done by a professional. The neighbor called the police, after they heard bloody murder screams coming from Mr. Knuckles house. The police showed up ten minutes later, and had to bust down the door when no one answered. The police officer threw cuffs onto him and shoved him into the car roughly.
Days passed and Miss Lekin tried to get him on bail. Judge Madison refused too. Mr. Karnackle grogged through his box. He got three brown meals a day. Jail was misery.
The prosecutors give their claim. The defendants give their claim. The prosecutors call Gina to the stage. She has a solid alibi. She was out at dinner at Chunky’s with her boss from 6pm until 10 pm. They also point out that Gina talked to her husband's mistress three days before she died. Lani had no idea he was married, and she swore to cut off their relationship at the bud. The prosecutors have a theory. Their theory is that Lina went to tell Mr. Karnackle that it was over. She sat him down in the kitchen. She then explained how this could never work out. He most likely tried to keep her from leaving, but she refused. From the bruises around her wrist’s indicate that someone held her from moving. Mr. Karnackle throws her to the ground and knocks her out (she had a concussion in the biopsy). He panicked and decided to get rid of her body. It was too noticeable if he buried a whole body in his backyard, so he hacked her limbs. Before he could bag them, he heard the police at the door. He tried to hide the shredded limbs by throwing them under the stove and inside the oven. He had blood splattered all over himself, so he ran into the bathroom. In the bathroom he knew he was doomed, he curled up into the corner of the room and waited.
Their evidence was pretty clear. Her injuries matched up. She had a concussion and bruises on her body. The neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Petty, heard a girl scream for help; that is when they called the cops. “There was no way Mr. Karnackle did not hear the screams of his mistress.” declares the prosecutor. Some of the jury nod in agreement. The prosecutor sits.
The defendants told a different story. Miss Lekin proclaimed that Mr. Karnackle ran into his house, because he heard someone scream, finding one of his lovers brutally murdered in the kitchen of his home. There was blood everywhere. Limbs were all over the kitchen. He saw one of his loves heads laying in the sink like a frozen piece of chicken trying to unfrost. He was paralyzed by the situation, not knowing what to do; he grabbed the weapon (so the murderer would not try to harm him with it). Tremoring, he staggered up the stairs. His pulse was thumping throughout his body. He crawled towards the bathroom, explaining the blood trailing up the stairs. Reaching for the handle he started to pass out. He made it into the bathroom, and just shriveled up into the corner of the bathroom and waited. Waited for someone to find him.
The jury took both sides into consideration. Weeks went by and not a peep came out of the jury’s mouth. Both sides were on edge to know the answer.
Everyone got the call that the jury had their answer. Both groups showed up. “All rise.” the judge said. The jury exclaims, “We find the plaintiff…”
Mr. Karnackle was found shriveled in the bathroom with blood sprayed all over his body, and a knife in his left hand. His mistress's body was dismantled (her name was Lani Formore). Pieces of her were found on the stove and in the oven. The cuts were jagged and not done by a professional. The neighbor called the police, after they heard bloody murder screams coming from Mr. Knuckles house. The police showed up ten minutes later, and had to bust down the door when no one answered. The police officer threw cuffs onto him and shoved him into the car roughly.
Days passed and Miss Lekin tried to get him on bail. Judge Madison refused too. Mr. Karnackle grogged through his box. He got three brown meals a day. Jail was misery.
The prosecutors give their claim. The defendants give their claim. The prosecutors call Gina to the stage. She has a solid alibi. She was out at dinner at Chunky’s with her boss from 6pm until 10 pm. They also point out that Gina talked to her husband's mistress three days before she died. Lani had no idea he was married, and she swore to cut off their relationship at the bud. The prosecutors have a theory. Their theory is that Lina went to tell Mr. Karnackle that it was over. She sat him down in the kitchen. She then explained how this could never work out. He most likely tried to keep her from leaving, but she refused. From the bruises around her wrist’s indicate that someone held her from moving. Mr. Karnackle throws her to the ground and knocks her out (she had a concussion in the biopsy). He panicked and decided to get rid of her body. It was too noticeable if he buried a whole body in his backyard, so he hacked her limbs. Before he could bag them, he heard the police at the door. He tried to hide the shredded limbs by throwing them under the stove and inside the oven. He had blood splattered all over himself, so he ran into the bathroom. In the bathroom he knew he was doomed, he curled up into the corner of the room and waited.
Their evidence was pretty clear. Her injuries matched up. She had a concussion and bruises on her body. The neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Petty, heard a girl scream for help; that is when they called the cops. “There was no way Mr. Karnackle did not hear the screams of his mistress.” declares the prosecutor. Some of the jury nod in agreement. The prosecutor sits.
The defendants told a different story. Miss Lekin proclaimed that Mr. Karnackle ran into his house, because he heard someone scream, finding one of his lovers brutally murdered in the kitchen of his home. There was blood everywhere. Limbs were all over the kitchen. He saw one of his loves heads laying in the sink like a frozen piece of chicken trying to unfrost. He was paralyzed by the situation, not knowing what to do; he grabbed the weapon (so the murderer would not try to harm him with it). Tremoring, he staggered up the stairs. His pulse was thumping throughout his body. He crawled towards the bathroom, explaining the blood trailing up the stairs. Reaching for the handle he started to pass out. He made it into the bathroom, and just shriveled up into the corner of the bathroom and waited. Waited for someone to find him.
The jury took both sides into consideration. Weeks went by and not a peep came out of the jury’s mouth. Both sides were on edge to know the answer.
Everyone got the call that the jury had their answer. Both groups showed up. “All rise.” the judge said. The jury exclaims, “We find the plaintiff…”