Friday, May 14, 2010

The Game

As Victor was brushing his teeth, and basking in his victory, a sudden smell arrived in his nostrils. It was a smelly smell. A smell that smelled, smelly. It was the smell of a woman that was supposed to be drowned like a mob snitch in the bottom of the Chicago River. He turned, and there was nothing. Victor's eyes started to dart from wall to wall, and he slowly walked out of his bathroom. He grabbed his arsenal of weapons off of the wall, (This made him look kind of like Rambo.) and prepared himself for the worst. As he turned the corner into his study, he stepped on a pair of cheaply made leather shoes. The kind that Jeanette Sinclair had been wearing the night he dumped her in the river. Victor was beginning to become uneasy. "Why must she torture me like this!" He screamed. And at that moment Victor collapsed. His heart had given out. The next thing he knew, he was in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of his body, and right before he passed out again, he saw the flash of Jeanette Sinclair's coat leaving his hospital room.

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