femme fatale

from: inspector_472 S.S.F.P.I to whom this may concern... it was a cold winters evening. I could feel the sensational pain; fear that tickled my spine. there was a few dead leaves crunching, snapping, booming beneath my aching feat. my head began a thumping rhythm like a drum with every step I took. think.think.think. what have I forgotten? I check my watch. it was half seven. the sky began to plunge into darkness. I was already late. of course. again. quick, quick, quick! I started to jog down the next few streets, as I did so I felt the rain begin to pour, down onto my face like syrup. soon it was like I was drowning in it unable unable to cope. as it came, crashing down from the heavens. god is a cruel master. I made it to the house. pushed open the gate and as I started on and the derelict bricks that looked as though they were being held together by tooth paste I could hear my head screaming at me to turn back home. but I never judge a book by its cover. 1. I looked up 2. I stared in disbelief 3. I saw the sight of a fallen world 4. the garden was magnificent there's no doubt about that. it may have been small and yet I felt smaller.i felt I'd be devoured by a tremendous storm in one fell swoop. one you wanted to be swept up in. there were vines that appeared to come to life on the trees they hung from. there were parades of delicate flowers in long, wavey grass. the whole garden was lite up with a ray of colours that seemed to flashed before my eyes. I felt a sense of peace. "I should nock on the door." I wasn't aware I had spoken allowed. a cold smoke evaporated in the air. "yes, you should." her sudden appearance made me jump out of my skin I smiled egar to shake of the cold.