Peter was stunned for a moment before realizing he was still sitting in an interrogation room at the precinct, having accidentally cursed out loud.
He quickly apologized. Then, sitting in front of a group of doctors and security officers, he spilled the entire story. He babbled about aliens, a parasitic entity named 'Black,' and his body being forcibly hijacked.
He had truly had enough. He didn't care about sounding crazy anymore and just let everything out. He had absolutely no intention of covering up for Black. They weren't exactly best buddies!
The thing in his head was a literal alien parasite!
Fueled by his anger, Peter rambled on and on. By the end of his frantic confession, he actually felt a massive weight lift off his shoulders. An issue this massive should be handled by the Federation government, not shouldered by an unqualified nobody like him. Even if they ended up dissecting him for research, he had to speak up. He couldn't care about the consequences anymore.
