The man in the yellow coat then fell to the floor. Dark, thick blood then started to flow from his mouth and nose. Nobody changed position. Except for the mouth breather. He came over, to the man in the bloody yellow coat, and licked his face. Taking a moment to process the taste of blood the other man had released, he just stayed crouched there, not moving until some mysterious figures in large bulky suits that covered their entire bodies walk in. Their steps loud and questionable. They shift in their suits until they have reached the man with the coat. They grabbed him by the arms and pulled his now stiff body away.
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Hollow soul
Korku"The room was empty and filled with hollow faces." Men, children, women all different yet all the same. All searching for a purpose and all looking for control. That's the word that everybody overlooks. CONTROL. Such a simple word yet such a powerfu...
