it's raining, it's falling...

the door creaked open slowly, shooting a ribbon of light across the floor and onto the opposite wall; though it was almost immediately obscured by a dark shadow. a wet, brown loafer stepped onto the tiled floor.

the old man is snoring...

the loafers made small squeaky sounds as the owner approached the bed. puddles had little time to form and even if they do, they were quickly stepped upon and dispersed into small little droplets.

he went to bed and bumped his head...

the squeaking stopped as it reached its destination. moonlight shone through the window and a flash could be seen above the bed. for an instant, it illuminated to red, revenge-filled eyes of a woman who had only seen darkness for a full 30 years. the knife dived.

...and couldn't wake up in the morning.
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long one this time ;x got inspired by huijie'sfreaky-idiot's personal recount and mika's 'rain'. i did not really like the ending to his personal recount though, frankly speaking ;x i liked the plot but i find that it ended all too quickly ;x

ironically, i thought of this in the shower xD