The Chronicle : Aftermath FanfictionOn the surveilance camera screen from the above corner of the room, an older man, probably mid to late 50's, was sitting at a table next to a cup of coffee. He had bruises, cuts and scrapes all over him, and the smell of smoke and soot was all over him. He was of Caucasian descent, and as plain and as ordinary as he dressed, his story was far from ordinary. He looked like he had been to Hell and back - and many people knowing his situation would probably agree. He was unshaven with quite a grizzly beard, and his weary eyes had the look of one who both carried a huge burden, and harbored a lot of anger and frustration. Standing up at the other side of the table was a man of nearly a completely different demeanor. He appeared younger in his early 40's and wore a very well-kept black business suit with a white colored button down undershirt and a large red tie. He was Caucasian as well, and his well-groomed blonde hair and shaven face greatly contrasted the unshaven man who was in emotion
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