Everything felt out of place, the day wasn't any different, not at all. It was quite typical but there was something, a feeling, I couldn't quite place. Was it fear? Was it merely paranoia? Wait-
My medication. Had I taken it today-
Three hard eerie knocks on the door, and then the sound of something heavy and metallic falling.
A knife and an envelope. I'm not a curious man but this piqued my interest, at least that's what I believe. Truth be told, audience, the line between, interest and fear is very blurred for me. I hastily opened the envelope an