The bright morning sun shone in on my pale face as my eyes slowly severed. A loud disruption had awakened me and it appeared to be coming from the lower level of my apartment complex. I slipped out of my warm bed and onto the icy cold floor. Sluggishly, I made my way to the door, opened it, and walked down the hallway to the elevator. Only, that wasn't really an option at the moment, considering that it was being investigated. Maybe it broke again. Stupid elevator.
I cleared my throat of morning drainage and quietly made may way down the hall to the the investigation scene. But what I found there was something way more disturbing than a broken elevator. Blood was spilled last night. And just right down the hall from my unlocked apartment room.
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