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#WritcoStoryPrompt43
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her.
was it greed or jeolusy that had driven him to struck her?
or was it the looming and rigged feeling of being single.Being alone.He didn't know.
He craned his kneck to look around the room.Surely there must have been a lingering clue,a piece of remembrance that would enable him to remember where he was and what had driven him to perform this preposterous act.
there wasn't any.Aside from the shattered window with fragments of glass still clinging miserably to the window sill .
A shard of realization wrenched him from this forsaken reality to his empty mind space.He tried to remeber.Remeber exactly what had happened.
Empty.There was nothing.Nothing aside from...
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her.
was it greed or jeolusy that had driven him to struck her?
or was it the looming and rigged feeling of being single.Being alone.He didn't know.
He craned his kneck to look around the room.Surely there must have been a lingering clue,a piece of remembrance that would enable him to remember where he was and what had driven him to perform this preposterous act.
there wasn't any.Aside from the shattered window with fragments of glass still clinging miserably to the window sill .
A shard of realization wrenched him from this forsaken reality to his empty mind space.He tried to remeber.Remeber exactly what had happened.
Empty.There was nothing.Nothing aside from...
