Regret
Zane could count the number of people he had killed in his lifetime on one hand. Four, he thought as he approached the small rust covered door at the end of the dimly lit hallway. The face of each victim burned in his mind as he paused for a moment. He knew that if his disguise didn’t hold than his fifth victim would soon join them.
Zane could count the number of people he had killed in his lifetime on one hand. Four, he thought as he approached the small rust covered door at the end of the dimly lit hallway. The face of each victim burned in his mind as he paused for a moment. He knew that if his disguise didn’t hold than his fifth victim would soon join them.