Time speed by. Yet time seemed to stay still in the dark cell. The only show of the passing of time was the way that Adams hands slowly became wrinkly. But yet, the scar on the back of his hand never changed. It was the same small line. Ema never left his mind. Everyday he slowly became insane by just thinking of Ema and the blood. Oh the blood. A small part of her once living body, that Adam so carelessly washed down the drain. oh the blood. Adams cell mate was let out after a while, leaving Adam alone with his thoughts. These thoughts most always stayed on Ema. Ema. Ema. Ema. Every part of him every day screamed to have her back. To go back in time. To change everything. Sometimes, he wondered what he would do when (or if) he ever was let out. No one would want to hire him for a job. He would have no one. Not even his parents. Not Ema. Never again would he see Ema. She was... Adam chocked on the last word. He couldn't allow himself to say it. Ema couldn't be dead. Adam smiled. Ema is alive. Ema is alive and will be waiting for me when I get out. Ema is alive. Alive. Adam told himself this for 10 years.
*sorry this was so short I'm really tired*
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Mystery / Thrillerwhen 19 year old Adam Henley admits to the secret that has been tearing him apart, he must leave. But the streets of New York do not treat him kindly.
