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Creative Writing Coursework : Guilt

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Creative Writing Coursework : Guilt His long trenchcoat fluttered wildly as he advanced towards me, his cruel eyes burning into mine from his blood-splattered face. His long blond hair hung down in sweat drenched strands, as his enormous, muscular frame beared down on me. I brought the pipe down on his head with such force that it knocked him out instantly. He collapsed in a heap on the floor. A bead of sweat trickled down my forehead as I stared at his lifeless body. Had I killed him? No, wait a minute, I could see his chest rising and falling ever so slightly. He was still alive. I stood still for moment, mesmerised, trying to justify what I'd just done. Well, he had tried to kill me, hadn't he? I thought back, back to where it had all began, one rainy September evening at "The Alamo Club"... Colours danced all around me in the intense blackness like crazed fireflies. All I could hear was the thudding of the music, as human silhouettes moved robotically in the strobe lightning on the dance floor. One of them in particular caught my eye, a foxy young blonde with long, slender legs. I stared for while - just stared - before I built up the courage to call her over. I should have known better, being married and all, but it's surprising what a few vodka and oranges can lead you to doing. "Hey, babe...yeah you with the legs...come over here..." It was certainly different from how I'd chatted up Laura, my wife, on a holiday to Spain with some mates. She worked in an English bar with her dad, and we had just got chatting, as you do, and, well, one thing led to another... "I'm Tobias, you?" She had just stumbled over and had clearly had a few to drink as well. "Pardon? You'll have to speak up, the music's too loud." ...read more.


"Thanks..." "Anyway, Mr. Jones, let's not forget that you are on a need-to-know basis, and the details of my project are not relevant to our deal. I will now tell you about your part in all of this, and what the penalties will be should you stray from my demands." Jericho pushed his beer aside, and stood up once again, hands behind his back. He began to stroll round the back of my chair. I felt so powerless. "Recently I have been receiving many threats from Mr. Logan, who is demanding to be paid back what is owed to him, with another $2000 on top. This, as you can imagine, displeases me, and it is not possible for me to take direct action, in the event that I should be captured once again by the authorities. I have come too far to throw everything away to that parasite Logan, and so I want you to terminate him before he attracts any unwanted attention to me. The means in which you will do this will be explained shortly, but it will involve you making a visit to his office this Thursday." Jericho lent on my chair and talked into my left ear. "Should you for whatever reason try to contact or so much as talk to anyone not involved with your mission, then I will seriously consider talking to your beloved Laura. And, believe me, I will be watching you every step of the way. You so much as look at a police officer, and you will suffer the penalty. Remember, Mr. Jones, that if it comes down to life and death, I have absolutely nothing to lose. In other words, if you ruin my plan, I shall take extreme pleasure in ending your life in the slowest, most painful way possible, whatever the consequences. Remember, I have nothing to lose..." "This is a 10mm Auto GLOCK 20. ...read more.


An illusion, concealing the truth - the truth that nobody would ever know... The fire was spreading now. It would soon wipe out any forensic evidence of my ever being there. I turned to take a last look at the charred remains of Jericho, still engulfed in flames. He was grinning from ear to ear. I shuddered. Even now, I could still hear him taunting me, his last words still echoing in my head, "I'll always win..." I turned away, and began to stroll towards the daylight ahead of me, as the room burned all around me. I was still left with many unanswered questions. Just what had Jericho meant by his 'project'? How did he ever intend to take his revenge on the world? I strolled through the burning room towards the door, reclaiming my GLOCK 20 pistol from Sophie's body - in order to complete my illusion - and began to make my way, "not too suspiciously", down the street. I got a few dangerous looks on my way back, but that was all. Where was I going? The Alamo Club? Why not? I needed a drink... "Investigations into the 27th Street killings re-opened today, following the discovery of new evidence, recovered from a mailbox situated outside the crime scene. Kinston Police Dept. recovered nearly $2000 worth of state-of-the-art digital recording equipment, containing CCD video footage, revealing the presence of a fourth person - as of yet unidentified - at the scene, before the killings took place. This valuable footage had shed much light on this mysterious case, and was accompanied by a blank letter simply signed 'Jericho'. Police are unsure as to the significance of this letter, although it will no doubt aid their attempts in identifying the fourth person involved in this horrific crime. Thanks to this footage, police have managed to trace back the man's movements from 8.00pm, beginning at Bynum Park Station. It is also rumoured to have revealed connections between Miss. Benjamin and the shooter, currently known only as 'Lance'. Police are expected to be drawing this case to a close within the next few months..." ...read more.

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