July Contest

Till Death Do Us Part

Things are not well. Neighbors whisper about the raised voices coming from the newlyweds’ flat last night. The sudden silence that followed kept not a few awake.

A day passes and a foul odor can be perceived when hovering near the flat’s entrance. Eventually, curiosity overcomes fear. With policemen in tow, the apartment is invaded.

Broken crockery litter the floor.
A half filled suitcase lies on a bloodstained bed. Two figures clutching hands are beside it; one with a slashed throat; the other has a knife protruding from the chest. Till death do us part. The corpses seemed to smile.


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