hey, can some one please come up with a tongue tickling name for my murder mystery story please!? thank you!.
In the heart of the dimly lit room, the shadowy figure stood amidst near darkness!. Betrayed only by the ominous glow of the moon peering through the faded curtains, he nervously paced the sparsely furnished room in slow, steady strides!. The mahogany floor boards moaned beneath his blood-soaked athletic sneakers leaving behind a crimson path!. Back and forth, back and forth, plodding along until his long, slender legs grew tired and his mind weary!.
Time was running out and still no solution, he thought to himself as his knees unhinged to allow him to position himself atop the dusty, sheet covered recliner chair!.
His eager green eyes searched frantically around the room hoping to locate something, anything that could possibly assist with the disposal of the body!. Nothing!. The room was devoid of anything but a chair, a few tattered newspapers, himself, and the freshly deceased corpse of the young blond!. Her body was tossed aside and crumpled in the corner like a used tissue!.
Breathing in the cool air which reeked of mildew and death, the onyx haired man sat trying to compose himself!. He was unable to rid his mind of the gruesome details!. It was still extremely difficult for him to grasp what had actually occurred in those four crucial minutes!. Had it really only taken four minutes!? Four minutes for his entire life to go to shambles!? He didn't believe it, couldn't believe it!.
He rubbed his eyes in a desperate attempt to purge his thoughts of the horrible images, but immediately recoiled when he felt the warm wetness and its copper odor on his hands!. It was everywhere: embedded under his fingernails, splattered across his white cotton t-shirt, soaked in his shaggy, unkempt hair, and in nearly every crevasse of his body!. He wondered how it was possible for someone so tiny, so dainty to bleed so much!.
He remembered the way her shrill voice pierced his ears as the razor-sharp blade found its way into her chest cavity impaling her!. The hot blood that oozed out onto his hands, the knife falling to the floor with a loud clatter, the way her limpid eyes swelled with tears, and the way her body became limp and lifeless as all color drained from her face, terrified him!. He was a killer, a cold blooded murderer!.
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