He was standing by the river. Drowned in the fear of what he had just done. He was a charming man wearing a suit and it looked like he had just come from a very classy party. So how did this happen? His suit was ripped all over. There was blood and dirt all over his body. "It all happened too fast" he finally said to himself. You could see that something bad had taken place by the look of fear in his eyes and by the way he was stood motionless like he didn't notice anything around him. He was just saying to himself over and over again "what have I done!" He was silent. In his head he was still contemplating whether or not to confess or run, but that descision came into his mind pretty quickly. He heard police sirens going off in the near distance. He suddenly wasn't still any more, He was sprinting. He was heading for his car so he could get away from all of this. He wanted to go to a place where they could not find him.
