"Mom. I'll be going out now." Chris shouted as he locked the gates of his mother's home. It was a surprisingly dark and gloomy night. It wasn't a starry night as it has always been in New York City. Chris walked into the dark streets to buy some groceries for his mother and soon it began.
"No. No. Please. No..... No !!!" Someone screamed as Chris passed by an apartment. "What was that all about" he paused and thought for a moment. He then turned and saw the door of the apartment wide open. He slowly creeped towards it and every step he took felt heavier each time. "What could that sound be ?" "Did something terrible happened ?" All of it was floating in his mind. Soon, he pushed the door opened.
"Oh my god. Is that... Is that.... A.." His eyes wide opened, mouth gasping for air ; He thought to himself. His eyes staring into the soulless eyes of the dead body. Blood profusely gushing out of his chest. He was shocked. He didn't know what to do. He was dumbfounded.
