You know, I could imagine waking up one morning, to an empty bed and an open door. Curtains flying, a icy breeze blowing on my face and a trail of blood leading outside. Dragged foot prints leading outside to a body. Some body that I used to know...but yeah getting out of bed. my feet shivering as they touch the frozen floor. Trembling and shaking as I make my way to the scene of carnage. A man sprawled out on my balcony, decapitated and disemboweled, strung out all over the railing while his dead face smiles up at me from a puddle of blood....Just saying...It would happen to me...of ALL PEOPLE.
His body would be half in, half dangling over the side, dripping scarlett life on to unsuspecting civillians below. Oh what a life!
