It was Tuesday night when I say that ware house.
It stood silent in the eerie darkness.
My new home.
I sighed.
I was no better.
I was a bloody killer.
The thought was so disgusting.
Karma haunted me.
And I felt so useless.
I went to the house and settled in.
The next day, I sneaked outside to find it was Pennsylvania.
Then I got myself a burner cell.
I even found a newspaper article in the shop. It had my picture on it. And it said my sister killed me. Go die, Suwatton PD.
But of course no one recognised me.
I was nothing like the Ashton I used to be.
Because, six months was a really long time, right?
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Mystery / Thriller"One body: A death, a suicide, and now a murder. Lunacy is settling over, leaving its fingerprints on them, while breathing down their necks. The warm kiss of air is mistaken for nothing but a midnight breeze, and finger prints not much more th...
