#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... . ' How did I get here, what did I do? He gets up from the bed and heads out the door, slamming it behind him. The distraught stranger runs down the road screaming, oh my God. The green light on the road turns, and stops the way home from the umistaken murder of an apparently unseen adventure.
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