Guess Work

Cleaning the offices of the police station involved alot, and I mean alot of guessing. Even if we were conscious of every single paper and folder we pulled out we would still have to have the mind of a supercomputer to remember any of it. The room was a disaster. You couldn't see the floor. We did the best we could following our own logic of organizing, but even that was thrown away. It was grueling work. We just wanted to be done with it after a while. So we stuffed papers in random places. Basically wherever we could find space. Nothing was where it should be. I tried to look at it as a fun April fools prank if the cops ever came back. Unfortunately, it wasn't till after we were finished that we realized that perhaps this wasn't where we should be focusing our energy. Olivia pointed to a small surveillance camera in the corner of the room. "Maybe there's no tape." I say hopefully. "I doubt it." She replies. And like that we dash off to erase the tape. Wherever it may be.