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What Happened Last Night?
#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...
Who was this woman in his bed, and why was she dead? His head was dizzy, mind unable to remember anything about the night before. He was a well known actor, a scandal like this would cost him not only his career, but his life as well.
He walks to a chair right beside the bed and takes a seat, his mind still trying to figure out the mystery laying before him. All he remembers is having a few drinks with some friends at a club, not even the memory of meeting this woman was in his mind. Who then could she be, and why was she in his bed in the first place?
He takes a look at her pale face, wondering if she looked familiar, but all he could see was a once beautiful woman full of life.
He stands up and begins to pace the room, panic now settling in. Even if he was not the killer of this woman, how could he prove his innocence when not even his mind is on his side.
Now was not the time for a scandal, he had a big movie coming up and work began that week.
Actually work began today now that he thought about it. In less than 6 hours, he would be called for a reading session with his...
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...
Who was this woman in his bed, and why was she dead? His head was dizzy, mind unable to remember anything about the night before. He was a well known actor, a scandal like this would cost him not only his career, but his life as well.
He walks to a chair right beside the bed and takes a seat, his mind still trying to figure out the mystery laying before him. All he remembers is having a few drinks with some friends at a club, not even the memory of meeting this woman was in his mind. Who then could she be, and why was she in his bed in the first place?
He takes a look at her pale face, wondering if she looked familiar, but all he could see was a once beautiful woman full of life.
He stands up and begins to pace the room, panic now settling in. Even if he was not the killer of this woman, how could he prove his innocence when not even his mind is on his side.
Now was not the time for a scandal, he had a big movie coming up and work began that week.
Actually work began today now that he thought about it. In less than 6 hours, he would be called for a reading session with his...
