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“What is wrong my love?” She says, giving him a deep hug, which he does not return. “No one knows what’s going on here! All we see from the outside is fog… I wasn’t even sure if I’d ever see you again. It’s me, it’s really me! Remember, how we met the beach in Rocksalt bay all those years ago. We built sand castles together and-”
“You know me better than anyone else, my love. If I told you not to come to me, wouldn’t you think it was for a good reason?” He interrupts yelling, tears starting to fill his eyes.
“What’s wrong? Do you know what’s going on?” Mulberry says, shaking her head, not understanding what’s going on.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you…” He says, trotting quickly back through his door muttering. He leaves it open, and so Mulberry reluctantly follows.
The waiting room has many comfy looking couches and a wooden coffee table. The kitchen and the waiting room are connected, and there are two rooms off to each side. One looks like a bathroom, the other must be a bedroom. She then realizes the carpet below it is wet, and it leaves a streak leading back to the door. These are drag marks, and they are a deep red color. Blood?
She goes back to the front door and looks out. There isn’t any blood on the landing. Was someone injured at the doorstep? Maybe even killed? She notices something out of the corner of her eyes and sees large scarlet red splotches high on the walls.
“What is all this…?” Mulberry says shaking her head.
She hears some murmurs from where Antione is and then he says audibly,
“If you really want to know, come in here.”
Mulberry starts to inch back towards the exit. What has he done? She must find some police!
Or maybe…
Or maybe she is the only one who can help? Whatever this madness is that has enveloped him, maybe his fiance is the only one that can snap him out of it. The only one he truly knows he can trust. To have his best interests in mind.
“You know me better than anyone else, my love. If I told you not to come to me, wouldn’t you think it was for a good reason?” He interrupts yelling, tears starting to fill his eyes.
“What’s wrong? Do you know what’s going on?” Mulberry says, shaking her head, not understanding what’s going on.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you…” He says, trotting quickly back through his door muttering. He leaves it open, and so Mulberry reluctantly follows.
The waiting room has many comfy looking couches and a wooden coffee table. The kitchen and the waiting room are connected, and there are two rooms off to each side. One looks like a bathroom, the other must be a bedroom. She then realizes the carpet below it is wet, and it leaves a streak leading back to the door. These are drag marks, and they are a deep red color. Blood?
She goes back to the front door and looks out. There isn’t any blood on the landing. Was someone injured at the doorstep? Maybe even killed? She notices something out of the corner of her eyes and sees large scarlet red splotches high on the walls.
“What is all this…?” Mulberry says shaking her head.
She hears some murmurs from where Antione is and then he says audibly,
“If you really want to know, come in here.”
Mulberry starts to inch back towards the exit. What has he done? She must find some police!
Or maybe…
Or maybe she is the only one who can help? Whatever this madness is that has enveloped him, maybe his fiance is the only one that can snap him out of it. The only one he truly knows he can trust. To have his best interests in mind.
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