I woke up and made breakfast, and was joined by my cousins shortly after, we ate before I left to work.
I had worked on the report, but the dark feeling in my stomach still hadn't gone away.
I managed to work on the report, keeping the feeling on the back of my mind "Daniel, are you ok?" my editor asked.
I sighed "Just a bad gut feeling, I just don't know what it is about" I asked.
My editor chuckled "I guess so, anyway the newspaper has been released. Here's a copy" he said, handing my the paper.
I nodded "Thank you" I said accepting papers.
I continued to work on the report, still managing to push through the gut feeling. After a while I looked though the paper, I managed to get distracted enough that the feeling went away.
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Daniel Pov Prisoner Of Night And Fog
FanfictionI HAVE NO RIGHTFUL CLAIMS OF THE PRISONER OF NIGHT AND FOG, ALL CREDIT GOES TO ANNE BLANKMAN Daniel's perspective of Prisoner of night and fog Warning: MENTION OF ABUSE, ANIMAL ABUSE/DEATH, ANTISEMITISM, NAZIS I would like to mention that some chapt...
