He wanted to run, but he couldn’t.
Alvin felt as though he could not move his legs as much as he wanted to. He wanted to cry for help but he couldn’t, he tried so many times but he couldn’t. The feeling was unreal.
He gasped at the sight of blood on his hands. He wondered what must have happened and how the blood got there when he noticed two people on the floor. They were unconscious and from the looks of it, they weren’t breathing. It was a man and a woman. Alvin put two and two together and figured out that they were a couple that had just been killed. And the blood signified that he was their killer.
Alvin didn’t remember when he payed a finger on anyone, yet he was in a strange house, his legs and hands in pool of blood that wasn’t his. Again, he tried to scream, he tried harder th
