Our story begins in 1986 in New York at a funeral for Brianna Beethoven a fiancee a daughter a beautiful woman who was loved by all on 230 Washington Avenue. The sun was shining the birds were chirping everyone else seemed happy except for Colin Rodgers the man she loved.
Colin was from London he was born and raised there he was pretty tall and used to be happy. He had sparkling blue eyes and his shoulder-length black hair bobbed as he walked. Brianna was the only thing keeping him alive her and his work. Colin was a detective he always wanted to know the truth. Colin walked along the pavement dragging his hand across the cold dark gate lining the place his true love was buried. His breathing pattern was slow and jagged his mind filled with thoughts. Thinking was the only thing reminding him he was still alive. He kept having flashbacks to his love falling into his arms her last words were playing in his head over and over and over again. Each syllable playing in his head each vowel each letter each word carving marks into his skull. A hand was placed on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry man," It was his best friend Vanz Wyler. Vanz has always been a bit of a weird one something up with his head. He always had a good spirit and a positive attitude he was so loyal and so kind. His mind got worse after Brianna's death he saw her when she was slaughtered. He was frozen in place when it happened when he was questioned by the police he kept saying "There was blood everywhere so much blood. Her brains were on my shoes her heart fell out of her chest."
"It's fine Vanz I'll talk to you later," He looked up at the sky, a Ferris Wheel. "Would ya lookie here the fair is back in town!" Colin exclaimed.
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Five Seconds
Ficción GeneralAfter experiencing the death of his future wife Colin Rodgers tried to enter his mind to figure out who murdered his wife and let them know that their actions have consequences. After finding who this person is Colin must investigate so he can prove...
