Malkia could feel the sadness
before she walked into the kitchen. She
knew someone had maliciously taken these people’s lives and whoever it was
wanted her to see it. Her eyes scanned
the room from the doorway and noticed the woman sitting on the chair next to
the cleaning sink. Her head had been
leaned back onto the edge of the sink, her eyes wide with fear but drained of
all life. There was the hushed dripping
of blood in the basin, which grew deafening as she stared at the dead eyes. Malkia noticed the direction the woman’s eyes
were focused towards and her gut hurt as she turned to see the view.
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