The Note Part 2
By:Gen1900
The next morning I awoke to the sound of rushing waterfalls. The sound was programmed on my phone to beep repeatedly at seven a.m. It did get me up, but if you had to go bathroom it wasn’t particularly wonderful.
As I was dressing for work, my mind drifted to the words written on that small piece of paper.
“What did it mean?” I thought, “Surely a kid wouldn’t put that much detail into a prank.”
My feet tiredly sauntered to the fridge to grab a quick yogurt for the car ride to work. It took me basically two hours to be at my office counting the bumper-to-bumper traffic.
I quickly turned on the T.V. before I went, to catch a brief synopsis of the local news.
On the screen was a lady reporter with long black hair blowing in a steady breeze. She held the microphone up to her lips and began to talk.
“Bryan, I am standing right in front of the crime scene where a thirty year woman was killed. Police say she was stabbed repeatedly in her bedroom and the murder weapon is nowhere to be seen. The only evidence they found was a note jammed in her mail slot. The investigation is on-going. This is Lisa Kowski reporting for . . . ”
I stared at the T.V. in a daze of panic and fear. They found a note in this person’s apartment! What if this woman received a note just like me?
“Was I next on the list?” I thought.
Mystery
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