You have finally arrived at the interrogation room as Detective Bayblade needed you here STAT. You two have been best friends since Elementary throughout High school,cracking different cases as a team of "Freedom Force". Only you know his real name. His real name is Burst. A few weeks later,you have been avoiding Detective Bayblade for a long time,like you are trapped deep underneath your storm of negative thoughts. You slowly opened the door as you walked inside,seeing him leaning against the chair. Your eyes widen as you see swirling dark liquid coming from the mirror. What happened? What caused this? Is this a curse? Is this real? Your thoughts get the best of you till you feel him place a hand on your shoulder,then begin to sing quietly, a rough-edged tune that is more heartfelt than tuneful.

Verse 1:

Burst:(Your OC),you're in a dark room,but the lock ain't on the door. You're tangled up in wiring,but I've seen you fix a lot more. Your head's a cold case file and the evidence is grim, But we've cracked a thousand others. We can get through this interim.

Chorus:

Burst:So let's Clear the case of the poison in your head. Every dark lead,every cruel word that was said. We'll take out the transcripts,pull the threads one by one. And find the real truth in the light of the sun.

You are still surprised. You haven't known the dark liquid is part of your negative thoughts. You slowly lower your head down but Burst? He grabbed both of your cheeks with his hands,lifting them up to look at him. He knew you had your negative thoughts swirling but he is trying to ground you in the present.

Verse 2:

Burst:The shadows talk and whisper,fill your mind with doubt and haze. But they're just cheap informants,lost in a criminal daze. You're a street-smart kind of hero,but your mind's a busy street. And all the traffic's jamming and you're admitting to defeat.

Chorus:

Burst:So let's clear the case of the poison in your head. Every dark lead,every cruel word that was said. We'll take out the transcripts,pull the threads one by one. And find the real truth in the light of the sun.

Burst slowly grabbed your shoulders as he tried to keep you grounded in the present.

Bridge:

Burst:Remember the warehouse job? The one they called "a lost cause"? You saw a flaw in the system,a crack in all their laws. The same perceptive vision that helped us win that day. Is the same one that can cut through the noise and light your way.

Final Chorus:

Burst:So let's clear the case of the poison in your head. Every dark lead, every cruel word that was said. We'll take out the transcripts, pull the threads one by one, And find the real truth in the light of the sun.

Burst gently squeezed your shoulders as a reminder of who you are. He spoke up in determination,lifting their spirits.

Burst:You're not the perp,(Your OC.). You're the best on our force. It's just a bad alibi, and a misguided course. Just trust the evidence. The evidence is us.