Xeno Hemlock

Death's Last Days With the Dying

The Room

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It looked the same as it was the last time I visited there. Two single beds were the stars of the room, one so perfect in shape as if no human had made contact with it for years. Two pillows and a used blanket littered the other one.

On the study table was a jar of little, red fruits right next to a computer. On top of the CPU stood a framed photo of two women, younger than the first time I encountered them.

The sudden sound of flowing water and a human coughing reminded me I was not alone.

Xeno Hemlock