I had now spent the last four hours having been heavily interrogated by the cops and Father DAceria. Due to the fact my alibi was something rather morally illegal, I had to think of something to say that wouldn’t cast light on to what we had actually been doing. I did my best to place my mind in Gabriele’s-wondering what he would say or he would claim, but found there to be nothing but a jumbled mess of thoughts. I eventually came to the story that I had been helping him with the abandoned building and we simply stayed there due to the fact there had been word of a bad storm. Luckily, this seemed believable as I was allowed to attend class, finding the eyes of every single person; student and teacher alike to look at me with near disgust. Even as I had sat at the lunch table, I had found t
