September 24, 2017

PROMPT: Omniscient Lens

New York. Maiden Lane. Over Sleepy's. That's where he sits; no noise, just sitting. This man, you see, isn't anyone special, nor powerful but just an ordinary man. But why this man? Because in his apartment, next the bed is a dead woman. Her eyes are closed, like she's sleeping; but the asleep don't have stab wounds all over their bodies. But who is this man and woman. Who knows, just another couple I find while searching through my dreams. 


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