Daniel sat up in his bed unsure of what had just taken place. His computer screen blinding as it glowed, He was sure he had shut it down, wasn't he? As his feet hit the floor it was like ice on his toes. Daniel slowly hobbled over to the bright screen, he stared in horror at the display. Not only was it on but, thirteen tabs were opened. It just so happened that there was only on that had anything on it as he closed the other tabs so only the lone site shown. He stared for a long moment, the computer was on some site he had never heard of, let alone seen. The domain didn't look like English, in fact it didn't look like anything he had ever seen before. The letters distorted and twisted so far beyond recognition that he didn't even bother to try to read it. In fact it didn't look like any form of language he had ever seen before. He wasn't even certain how one would type it in. he knew it wasn't him there was no way it could have been.
He looked, a graphic scene was sprawled in front of him. There hung a man who appeared to have his arms out stretched wide. Three blurred lines in each wrist seemed to hold him up to the diagonal boards of the roof. Other then that there didn't seem to be much else. He just hung there by these lines... Wires perhaps? Daniel kept looking the black and white photograph, He couldn't fathom how this was possible since the date it was taken was well after the police started to use color photos and digital cameras... "The police!" he half yelled as his head darted up, slamming his hands on the table. This can't be an official site, which means someone knew about it before they got there.
As he stared at the photo he studied it. Taking every tiny piece of this mysterious picture, He hung there his head drooped down and his chest not rippled with mussels or flabby but it did look as if he took care of himself. His jeans obviously black, ripped and tattered at the foot holes. His feet bare and blood stained inches from the ground almost as if he was stepping down from the heavens. A pool of blood covered the floor, the blood traveled all the way down this wrists to his chest and down it to his legs. When the picture was taken the blood was still draining from his body..
Daniel studied the room itself, as his eyes wandered he saw no shadows not even the dead mans. This was haunting, but not something you would have noticed right away. His arms hung up to the parallel beams. in the room a big round stained glass window mosaic hung at the end of the room almost looked like a church if he didn't know better. There was something else that bothered Daniel tremendously. However he couldn't quiet place it, he sat down and scrolled down reading the article attached. it read.
"Alexander, the guitar god himself, was found dead in his home today. At one thirteen in the morning hung by the wrists and forearm he was suspended three guitar strings through each arm. The police were astonished to see him in such a state. They found a suicide letter, however they were hesitant to believe it for several reasons. Mostly it would have been a very slow painful way to die, and there is physically no way it was possible for him to have done this himself. Then the note itself was typed and very well thought out. This lead some officers to believe, either it was an assisted suicide or there was foul play involved.
When questioned the wife was visually shaken and shocked to find her husband in such away. She said there was no way he would do this, she mentioned suicidal tendencies in his youth but not in the last five years their daughter Annamaire Catherine Manson being just born not six months ago he was a happy proud father. Her statement "he couldn't have done this.. Not two nights ago he said he couldn't imagine his life had he not been with me".
Federal agents do not suspect the wife had anything to do with it.. Her alibi checks out.. But no one can seem to figure out how she didn't hear any of this take place. "It seems there should have been a struggle. or at least cries of pain.." Says officer Dan howley further analysis of the surveillance shows no intruders and most shocking. The room where the body was found has a camera and it faces directly at the hanging point. Yet when they review the footage he seems to just appear there right. After the camera freezes the time stamp doesn't take note. At seven minuets after eight, that camera is functioning properly.
Just after at exactly eight o eight, the body just seems to appear there. This has baffled everyone involved and some have quit the case all together. Because of all of the eerie incidences that have occurred. Another one of these, is that everything is symmetrical. Which would have taken a very long time to stage. Even the pool of blood seems to have formed in a symmetrical way"
As Daniel read his eyes almost leaped out of his head. That was it! That was what was so haunting even his long hair matted bloody and tangled was perfectly symmetrical at this point Daniel was severely creeped out. As his fingers traced his computers face looking for the silvery button to shit it down as he did the computer wouldn't shut down it wasn't frozen just wouldn't shut down. Daniel jammed his fingers into the button until suddenly the room went black silent and colder. He couldn't even hear his breath, out of no where a light brighter then the sun itself materialized in the center of the room behind him. He almost jumped through the roof out of surprise. As he spun around before he could scream, before he could catch his breath, the blinding light took ahold of his shirt. like two fists. just centimeters from his face he could make out another face. With the light pouring from his eyes and mouth like it was about to tear out of him. overflowing in his body the light let out an ear splitting shriek and it went black....
CLIFF HANGER! sorry to do it to ya again guys but I couldn't resist. hope you all liked it. I'll get to work on the third chapter after I edit this one a bit more. If you see typos feel free to let me know I'll have my proof reader take a look and then I'll fix accordingly. Sooo enjoy all your questions. Bai guys!
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forever 27..
RandomThis is the story of the forever 27 club a stunningly long group of musicians that died at you guessed it 27. In my story however rockstars don't die. they transcend into a dimension that can handle there musical capabilities and become immortal...