The Story of Thomas Emerson
I was covered in light. Was it Hollywood, full of cameras? No. Not this time. It was a hospital. I was in a surgery room. I bet you expected that. But let me tell you what happened...
It was Tuesday. I was standing in line, waiting to get my drink at the new pub in town.
"What the hell are you wearing?!" I heard behind me. A sharp voice that seemed way too familiar for that many strangers.
"What are you doing here?" I ask Helen, as I turn around.
"I brought the videotape you asked for", she answered. "He knew he was about to die."
"What are you talking about? Did he say that?" I continue to ask. "And how did you find me?" I keep saying.
"We don't have time for that. The funeral starts soon. I don't want to see you drunk or wearing that", she says.
"Fine. But I first have to see it", I add.
I start watching the videotape and I see... her. Standing right there, threatening the life of Thomas if he wasn't about to leave the love of his life, Amanda. She was crazy. Lilith was crazy.
- 24 hours ago -
I was covered in light. Was it Hollywood, full of cameras? No. Not this time. I am Amelie. A journalist. But now, I'm in a hospital. During a surgery. The whole room is enlightened, but focusing on one person. Thomas Emerson. I bet you expected me to be here, in a surgery. But it's not mine. Let me tell you what happened in just a few words.
We couldn't save him.
~The End~
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