DÉJÀ VU ZONE

they take away his clothes for evidence and give him a set of plastic scrubs and a paper thin blanket. he’s shaking the entire night—not from the cold but from fear. he’s stuck in a small room for hours until a pair of detectives walk in. he feels cornered.

they ask him questions, trying to figure out if he’s involved or not. by the time they’re even able to ask if he helped benson in any way, randy’s sobbing. his fingers are picked bloody, and there are crescent shapes in his palms from his nails.

he apologizes for everything and tells them how it’s all his fault. the more he explains, the more confused the detectives get. randy blames himself for everything, but the actual story has nothing to do with him.

he tells the detectives that benson wanted to ‘fix’ him, that nobody would have died if he had been stronger or ‘more of a man.’ they ask him if he physically did anything, and randy describes how he helped clean the restaurant after the shooting because he was afraid benson would hurt him.

the detectives come to the conclusion that randy wasn’t involved and allow his mom in to see him. she had been waiting in the front office of the precinct since she heard that randy was in trouble. the moment he sees her, he starts hyperventilating.

We all have to make sacrifices. If I have to be the world's whipping boy to secure our salvation, then that's my sacrifice to make.