Once there was a guy named Bob. Everybody liked Bob, and Bob liked everybody. One day, it was bright and sunny out, Bob decided to go for a nice, relaxing walk in the park. But when he got there, a man with blood all over his face stumbled out of the bushes.
Bob screamed and ran up to the man. "OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY WHAT HAPPENED WHO DID WHEN WHERE IS......." The questions just came out as a stream of words. The man looked up at him with pleading eyes, weakly held up his hand, and then collapsed on the ground. Bob would later find out the man had no pulse. He was dead.
* 2 years later *
Bob got up out of bed, stretched, and then yawned. "Just another boring old day...." He thought aloud to himself.
Bob had totally forgotten about the man. He never even knew the poor guy didn't have a funeral.
Bob stared out the window, and remembered it was Saturday. No work. But Bob wasn't happy about that like most people were. It just meant that there was nothing to do.
So, Bob decided he could go to the park. For a nice little walk. (Sound familiar?)
Then, all of a sudden, when he got there, a woman with blood shooting out of her chest came from the bushes. Bob screamed and ran to the woman. "Who did this to you?!?!" Shock crossed the woman's face, and she fell into his chest. Then she looked up at him with pleading eyes, limply held up her hand, and then collapsed on the ground. Bob saw her chest wasn't moving. She was dead.
~ To be continued ~
Bob screamed and ran up to the man. "OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY WHAT HAPPENED WHO DID WHEN WHERE IS......." The questions just came out as a stream of words. The man looked up at him with pleading eyes, weakly held up his hand, and then collapsed on the ground. Bob would later find out the man had no pulse. He was dead.
* 2 years later *
Bob got up out of bed, stretched, and then yawned. "Just another boring old day...." He thought aloud to himself.
Bob had totally forgotten about the man. He never even knew the poor guy didn't have a funeral.
Bob stared out the window, and remembered it was Saturday. No work. But Bob wasn't happy about that like most people were. It just meant that there was nothing to do.
So, Bob decided he could go to the park. For a nice little walk. (Sound familiar?)
Then, all of a sudden, when he got there, a woman with blood shooting out of her chest came from the bushes. Bob screamed and ran to the woman. "Who did this to you?!?!" Shock crossed the woman's face, and she fell into his chest. Then she looked up at him with pleading eyes, limply held up her hand, and then collapsed on the ground. Bob saw her chest wasn't moving. She was dead.
~ To be continued ~
