Peace as their corpses lie in a pool of blood unable to speak in the tone that violated my very heart and soul. If only they had listened to the chronic tone they used their blood would be rushing through their veins instead of on this floor. They must take responsibility for every action causes another reaction and sometimes it can be a bloody mess.
WHERE DOES THIS STORY GO IT COULD BE UP TO YOU TO DETERMINE. FOR IF NO SENTENCE ARRIVES MY WAY BY THE NEXT DAY I WILL CONTINUE TO ADD TO THIS STORY UNTIL IT’S FINAL CLOSING OR IT’S DEATH WHICHEVER COMES 1ST.