THE CHOICES HE MADE CHAPTER 51 [And when one thought all were futile, when we lost what is precious, that’s when what valuable is given value, the life thrive without any redemption]   Had you ever been into a predicament where you needed to make choices? Oftentimes the call of duty, equal to what really matters to us. We get torn. We balance what we should do. We are lost, and there are instances where the decisions we put forward to cost us something important and we are aware of it. That’s what Ruscov is going to feel, which he is oblivious about.   He was on his way, when he received a call.   It was coming from the station.   “Detective.” It was Gerry whom he could hear from the other line.   He sounded to be both in a hurry as if what he is going to tell him couldn’t wait for more. Intrigued, Ruscov waited. Even he was in a

MURDER CASES CHAPTER 53 [ Even death knows where and how; where it could find you, and how it how it could reap the soul that should have died...]   Had you often realized how cruel life was? You were just casually breathing, enjoying yourself then the next thing you knew, you felt lost, oblivious about what happened, and when did it happen. It was like you are unaware about the pit you had been plunged into. There is this abyss that is going to devour you when the time comes, death who would walk right ahead, but reap as it past on you the moment it stride. Every steps you take, and every breathe you did were just borrowed times—debt that were soon enough would get repaid by the life you tried to thrive.   Debt. That’s what it feels like for Meredith as she remain on the corner, wide-eyed. She had not yet recovered from what she saw, the nightmare they had been put through inside

TRUE INTENTIONS, HER REAL FEELINGSCHAPTER 55 [And so she found the truth she seeks even after the storm driven it away...] Had you ever felt like how broken you are? How your chest was being reap apart, and you felt numb? More likely, because you hope too much, you expect that there would be something, a future perhaps, you are too drawn that you lost yourself towards that dream, failing to notice that it won’t be real. Surreal feelings that all comes to an end. That’s what Rio felt. She have a smile on her face, but the blatant truth she kept had been crawling, clawing her guts until it bleeds. Her heart bleeds, while standing on the door in front of Midnight’s penthouse, and the woman who had answered the door. She is tall, a model height, perhaps 5’9 feet, which perfectly suit her as Midnight if she remember it correctly fr

DECEPTION, DECEIVE THOSE WHO BELIEVES CHAPTER 57 [ And so it happens before nobody could know...]   “It reeks.” Gerry’s face contorted with disgust.   Lenda’s body had just been retrieved from the factory, and it wasn’t a joke by whom reported to them shared that it was rotten. The sight was sickening. Some flesh were left hanging, and the fact that it’s been underneath a much colder and moist water had only fastened its condition. The wounds left by the bullet holes seems like it was juts an empty shell as the skin deteriorated on that spot. It made their skin recoiled, and the pungent smell which is horrible still infiltrated their mask unlike those who are in a hazmat in fear that it might have been carrying microbe that would be contagious as they didn’t know how did she die, except of that hole, which do not told them much.   “This is sick.” Gerry shuddered, right

 GOODBYES CHAPTER 59 [And so one life has been taken in exchange for some]     Funny how sometimes that life is ironic. There are things, which is out of our hand, but we keep wishing for it. Often times it is to live, but most of the times to be simply with those person, who is much closer to our soul, because they can understand what it was trying to imply. The deepness it relay as it implicate how we should be cherish, no matter what lies before, and then it would show no mercy, when chances are given. Rip apart, shattered pieces and flesh, the pain we couldn’t speak of, because of how unbearable it was.   Same with how Ruscov are trying to grasp the life, which is turning on and off, bringing from death and doom that to breathe seems like, deeming to dither.   He knows that he is dying. He could feel it, but he still have his consciousness intact al