Embers Of Murder

Embers Of Murder

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In a darkened corner of a living room sat a girl shrouded in darkness whimpering every few minutes, holding her knees to her chest. Not far from her lay the two crimson corpses of her beloved mother and father covered in broken glass and dirt. The girl herself had been covered in blood some her own, other her parents as she clung to their stiff bodies. Until she gave up and crawled over the broken glass to the corner. She didn't know how long she'd been sitting there swinging back and forth whimpering catching only glimpses of her parents' dull, glossy eyes as cars passed by. Somewhere in the distance of her terrified mind she heard the front door open. She heard a female voice calling out before she heard more glass breaking followed by a shrill, heart stopping scream. The girl covered her ears as the scream grew louder in her ears. She rocked back and forth even faster, crying for her mother. Her mother that lay on the ground before her motionless and cold.
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Annie Bloom is an average girl. She's in college, has a best friend, works, and studies. Yet one day she finds herself attacked, hospitalized, and nearly killed. Her best friend, Will, is certain it has to do with the guy she just started dating. Is Will jealous? Could her new boyfriend be involved? Or is it someone else entirely? Annie must find out quickly because every day could be her last. *** I could feel nothing but the pain. I felt every hit in excruciating detail with each erratic, painful heartbeat as my world became reduced to a series of agony. I struggled to breath through the broken ribs that constricted my airflow like a two-ton concrete slab had fallen on me. The blood from the blows to my head rolled down my face in waves. My arm was twisted at an impossible angle, yet I couldn't scream because my mouth would not open. I could feel the kicks coming at me from all directions, and as I received another one to the head I knew this was the end for me and my heartbeat slowed. The stab wound was bleeding too much for me to survive. When they left me for dead my eyes began to droop and the last thing I saw through fuzzy tunnel-like sight was a man running towards me before one final rattling breath coursed through my broken body and my heart stopped beating.

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