Published Sunday, November 28, 2004 by yani patrik | E-mail this post
[ the young man ] "they said that we.... can be a God in a scrap of paper.... " "I'm in dead end..." "I have the whole idea... but I'm totally lost..." "How am I going to end this...." ( his fingers stop tapping the keyboard, the young man is drown again in his deep contemplation... "
[ the man ] "I'm going to end it here...." "Tonight... the monster is about to die...." ( The man smiled in grim face..., he opens the chambers... picks up a bullet and lick the bullet... ) "cold... the taste of dead is cold?..." ( he put the bullet back into the chamber... and aim the revolver at the wall... )
[ the woman ] She run in a funny pacy style... out to the street... "I hope I'm not too late..." "Taxi !!...." "Redfields apartment!... On the Coppinger St.!..."
[ the bullet ] Back in the chamber... "that man is using a minty toothpaste...."
To be continued.... ======================================
I haven't update this story so long... Felt like years... So?... any clue how it ends?... Can you guess the relation between those character I made?... And in case you missed the 1st act, you can look into the post on the 8th October 2004
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