As Joyce rolled down the block looking her her sweet old grandmas den. She found herself in a sticky situation, when two large men emerged out of their location. She recognized her grandmas hanky dangling from one of their elongated pinkies. She saw it dripping and glossed with red. She screamed until her eyes turned red. In anger she fought of these men. After the amazing display of courage she wondered unwounded to her grandmothers house. She knew what was to be discovered, yet still tripped over her grandmothers disemboweled corpse. She laid covered in blood rapidly dialing for 911. When the cops arrived she told her story, full of heroism and great description. All seemed well and in order, till the cops found something in disorder. The so called stolen hanky was wrapped around the old ladies limp hand. After more discussion, holes where found in her description. The arrest was mad and DNA was tested. The knife was poorly cleaned and posseded Joyces impressions. Joyce was lock...