Post by liz on Apr 9, 2008 22:38:38 GMT -5
The wind whistled and blew, tumbling up the bits of leaves and debris that had flown down the alley. Dark shadows appeared across the brick walls, battling against each other. Hardly anyone would venture down these streets, except those who were homeless, crazy or murders. Of course, there were always those exceptions to the rules. A dim glow appeared halfway down the alley, an orange red dim that burned brightly and then slow burned away. A puff of smoke whirled around the darkness a few seconds later.
Catherine inhaled deeply always enjoying that first taste of a cigarette. Of course, she didn't smoke often, only when she felt stressed and need a break from everyday life. Just to relax.Then why did she come to this alley were infamous murders were conducted almost every night? Mainly because the building where she worked was immediatly across the street, hanging a slight left, four doors down. She laughed to herself pondering how so many murders got carried out right under the noses of forensics scientists, of course they weren't the police now were they? Catherine did keep a gun on her at all times, in case the unexpected occured. It seemed she had a death wish, seeking revenge. For too long she had waited to come face to face with the monster that had killed her parents so long ago. Was he in Paris? Probably not. Then why was she here? To seek revenge on any of his kind...plus the pay was better as a forensics scientist in Paris, more mysterious murder cases.
Flicking some of the burned ash of her cigarette she took in another puff and closed her eyes feeling how quiet the city could be. All around her that spooky quiet that made goosebumps form across your arm...the feeling that something was goig to happen. Oh yes. Something indeed was going to happen tonight, she could feel it down to her bone marrow. Opening her eyes again, she took in a deep breat, let out a sigh and took in another puff of her cigarette.
Catherine inhaled deeply always enjoying that first taste of a cigarette. Of course, she didn't smoke often, only when she felt stressed and need a break from everyday life. Just to relax.Then why did she come to this alley were infamous murders were conducted almost every night? Mainly because the building where she worked was immediatly across the street, hanging a slight left, four doors down. She laughed to herself pondering how so many murders got carried out right under the noses of forensics scientists, of course they weren't the police now were they? Catherine did keep a gun on her at all times, in case the unexpected occured. It seemed she had a death wish, seeking revenge. For too long she had waited to come face to face with the monster that had killed her parents so long ago. Was he in Paris? Probably not. Then why was she here? To seek revenge on any of his kind...plus the pay was better as a forensics scientist in Paris, more mysterious murder cases.
Flicking some of the burned ash of her cigarette she took in another puff and closed her eyes feeling how quiet the city could be. All around her that spooky quiet that made goosebumps form across your arm...the feeling that something was goig to happen. Oh yes. Something indeed was going to happen tonight, she could feel it down to her bone marrow. Opening her eyes again, she took in a deep breat, let out a sigh and took in another puff of her cigarette.
