Chapter 20

Chapter 20

 

David was walking solemnly with the knife in his hand. He almost tripped on the pile of newspaper from 1208 that sat growing in the corner. But then he realised, he was nowhere near any corners. He dismissed the thought quickly, not wanting any ominousity to arise in his mind. He loomed over the small figure of the couch, where he didn’t realise no one sat. The shadows on the wall showed the knife in its own looming figure.

“Me-”

 

Has David realised that no one is sitting on the couch? Go to chapter 18

Is David still oblivious to that fact? Go to chapter 21