C1 Prologue

I held the sharp knife as the red liquid dripped from it. I knelt on the floor, with tears streaming down my face. My heart sank as I saw the man I loved lying on the floor. I want to touch him but I can't. I wanted to kiss him but disgust developed. I hate him but I hate myself more.

I picked up the phone that lay on top of the drawer. Even though my hands are trembling, I still contend with dialling the police station number. On the first ring, the call was answered.

"Calgary Police, what is your emergency?"

“Go to 2187 NYC Urban Calm, Hightown C.O Clark,” I immediately turned off the call and went to the second floor. Even with a bloodstain on my hand I just kept packing. When it was over I washed my hands and ran out of the house.

I quickly ran to the main gate and hailed a taxi. Before boarding, I glanced again at the house that has been a big part of my life, filled me with memories and made me feel that I was not alone again. But in just one paper I discover, it all crumbled. It was as if a snake had bitten me and was too late to treat because it was slowly killing me. I just cried in the taxi until I could get on the big ship. I looked again at the shore I had stepped on before finally deciding to forget everything.

"I'll start again ... this time, without you."