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It was outside my door when it happened, a bold move, a brave one, perhaps even a stupid one Were they to wake up Niall who slept soundly within our home, the outcome would have been different

The one night he isn’t up would be the one night they’d come He often waited up forfor loved ones lost It htfully so, but it also exhausted hi sleep

Even though my life is over

I’m now a statistic

How ironic

The girlfriend of one of the country’s best detectives is now aperson I knew it thesainstue fell lax, a heavy piece of lead inthe contents ofand onto the shoulder of the man who tossed me over it

That’s the last saving grace I got before I fell unconscious Into a sleep so deep even dreams couldn’t penetrate it to save me

I’e to vo back in h the burlap sack overred of a cigarette that hisses as s it to his lips His silhouette is just visible through the tiny holes in the itchy material that reeks of damp

I don’t speak I want to Hoant to screa and the sound of wood hitting the surface of floater, I’ swi and that’s with the use of ht now, ht I worry I’ll lose ers

There’s no way I’ will be better than whatever they have planned for me

It’s freezing My legs are sodden, fro I was dropped in at some point At least my trousers are still in place and I don’t ache yet so hopefully that ht that I will be has usting thoughts suck all hope from my mind like the point of a black hole, I find it hard to hope for anything bright

“Stop snivelling!” a

I yelp and pull hter, my knee hits a discarded bottle which rolls to my face I squeal ater sloshes over the side of the wooden rowboat and drenches my torso and face