Voice Of Doom Crossword Novels & Stories

A few light strands were still stuck to it. Wilson glanced at it. "Throw it away. It's worthless." I clenched the clip, feeling the cold plastic under my fingers. Yeah. Worthless. He had no idea that the innocent woman who wore this worthless hair clip had been lying on my operating table just last week.

the other said while still carrying the tube. The other stopped walking and looked back to where the tube came from. "Veer," his companion called him. "What is it, Lorja?" Veer asked without facing him. Lorja seems to smell something from the basement and keeps sniffing to find out where it is. "Do you smell what I smell?" Lorja asked Veer. Veer looked puzzled while still holding the tube. "Smell? What is it?" Veer asked. "Food smell! Whiwhiwhi," a smile played on Lorja's lips as he jumped for joy.

The man 'Alistair' yelled in his drunken rage a bunch of banging from upstairs and a choking sound came through the vent. Panicked I held my breath covering my mouth to stay silent, I shouldn't be listening to this but my body won't turn away. "Alistair stop, stop you're going to kill him," The woman screamed. A loud sound of a body hitting the floor and I heard him gasp for air. "Colby," I cried silently, as a soft sob left my lips. His voice echoed out through this empty, dark room. He whispered something I couldn't quite make out.