DEATH WISH

EPILOUGE

1
Rick Walsh pulled up at his house with blood on the back of the UTE.
    He got out and walked to the front door. He was tired, but too scared to go to sleep. He opened the front door and walked through. His house was dead silent, and it usually was when he got home. He hadn't known where his car was.
    Must still be out the front of the crime scene, Ursula Pool's house. He walked to his bedroom, and got changed into his pyjamas from the night before.
     He got into bed, and slept.

​2
Rick woke up to the sound of clanging coming from the kitchen. He woke in a cold sweat, having another nightmare again.
He remembered his horrific nightmare.
3
He was back on honeycomb road again.
    Abigail white stumbled down the road, and rick saw her, he was behind her. He called out to her.
    'Abigail white?' he questioned.

4
Abigail white looked behind her, she heard quiet moaning and whispers. Whispers saying her name.

5
She said nothing to him. She said nothing, anyway. Could he speak to her? Would he be able to speak to her through his dreams?
    He didn't know...

6
He got up from his bed, rubbing his eyes and sniffing.
    He walked out of his room and looked around. He saw nothing.
    'Who's there?' he called out.
    Nothing.
    'Show yourself!' he yelled out.
Then, suddenly there came noises and clanging from the kitchen. Again and again. He went back to his room, as quickly and quietly as possible. He grabbed his gun from his gun strap and went back out. He walked through the bedroom door, closing it behind him.

7
He went back out with a flashlight and looked around.
    The sounds subsided.
    The silence filled he house. Then, chittering came from behind him. He looked behind him and saw the creature he had set on fire.

8
The police station the next morning was busy, and rock's boss, Mr. Stevens, was looking for him, smoking a cigarette.
    'SHELLY?!' he called out. His secretary jumped in her chair, typing her report on Abigail white copying from Elliot's file.
    'Yes, sir?'
    'Where the fuck is rick?'
She looked around him. 'Is he not here yet?'
   'No h—'
The door opened and closed. Rick walked through the door, with a cigarette in his mouth.
    He looked different. His ace was pale, with hanging bags under his eyes and his skin not looking so good.
    'Rick,' his boss said.
    'Yes, boss?'
    'Where the fuck have you been?'
   He made a crooked smile. 'I've been to hell and back.'
    This was not rick.
    This was the creature that took over his body.