Today's OneWord: Footage

Everyone saw the footage of the shooting that night. No one cared to bow out of viewing the videos, haphazardly recorded on someone's smartphone. No one spoke the entire time, the audio rattling our skulls as the screams for help never seemed to lose timbre or pitch.

Gerald sat the closest to the computer screen, fingers shaking so fast that even his knuckles seemed to blur. He watched the old man pinned down again and again, helpless against the cop's cold gun.