This is the story of Kazuki. A young man about 24 who ran away from his home town in New Mexico to find the woman he loved and never returned... alive....
It went a little like this.
(October 18, 1997/ Dallas, Texas)
He walked along the road about to approach her house. He was so happy to finally have made it to her but nervous too. what if she didn't remember him from when they were kids and what if she's married? As he stepped on the porch hand out to knock on the door. The door opened! But he saw nobody there in the pitch black room. "Hello? Samantha? you in there?" No answer. as he entered the house he observed his surroundings. There was furniture but they were covered with dusty sheets that looked like they'd been there untouched for years. there were old paint cans that were filled with crusty dried up blue paint here and there. Suddenly he heard a loud crash come from the kitchen! "Samantha?!..." he hurried there but saw nothing but a knife on the ground... in the middle of the floor... "This is the right address..." he looked closely at the knife with a horrified face. There was blood and bloody footprints leading from Samantha's room!.... "NO!" Kasuki ran as fast as he could to the room what he saw made him brake down in tears...
(If you liked the first part of this story tell me and I'll keep going.)
By @Camoray
