Markus stood over her body. She lay dead and still on the floor. The knife still jutting out of her back, it's metallic surface now held a crimson sheen. He heard the police sirens whirling in the distance and sighed. He stepped out of the door, the cold wind of the night hitting him as he watched he police cars pull up. He simply raised his hands and surrendered. Allowing them to cuff him and load him into the back of the car. In his cell he thought back to what he had done and felt nothing. He didn't feel anything at all.
YOU ARE READING
Goretober 2021
HorrorI did this last year and I'm doing it again, I still can't draw so I'm going to be writing a short story for each prompt. I can't promise that i'll finish the entire thing but I want to beat my record last year so wish me luck
