"Kyle?" a voice rang. "Kyle!" I sat up from what it seems like a bed. It seems that I was dreaming of dying. "What am I doing in a bed?" I mumbled to myself. I looked around the room. I was in the hospital. "You're awake!" exclaimed a woman. "I missed you so much!" she said, hugging me tightly. I looked at the woman. It was my loving wife. Tears could be seen on her rosy cheeks.
"Hello, Mr. Cher," said a man in a deep tone. I turned to look at the man. "Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" I shouted frantically. "Relax. I'm Detective Wailers. I come from the National Police Department Investigation of Singapore. I'm here to ask you some questions about the incident that happened a week ago," said Detective Wailers. My eyes widened. The phrase kept repeating in my head. "A week ago? Was I in a coma?" I asked myself. I burrowed my face into my hands in confusion. I couldn't remember anything...
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A Deal
Short StoryKyle was a young man who was financially unstable. He seeks help to one of the notorious gang leaders, Sebastian Jones. Though he had regretted asking for help, little did he know that a series turn of events starts to flood through his way for the...
