Mæja listened to the dial tone, the sound drumming in her ear. As she heard Alex speak through the phone her hand began to shake, her lips quivering to the realization that this was not a dream or some joke, it was her reality. "Hey, Alex." She felt her body shuddered, pausing for a moment. "It is Mæja Ingvadottir. The intern." She began to rub her hand along her leg, only bursting into more tears as she noticed the blood staining her white phone case. "I don't know what happened, but I did something. Or I think I did. There is a body." She pulled the phone away, letting out a small whimper, clutching her brown hair with her free hand. "I am on the beach, there is some jogging path, that one along the Tidal...Basin? God, I don't know. Maybe the Potomac." Taking another breath, head feeling light she dug her nails into her leg, her voice growing serious. "I need you to arrest me." She lay down along the rocky shore, laying the phone to the right of her ear.
