"Back From The Dead."
Alejandro.
Alejandro carefully stepped out of the elevator and hid behind the wall that was behind his staircase and listened.
Silence.
He stepped further next to the wall and dived his head to see if he could find Isis waiting around the corner.
But he found her...on the floor, blood seeping out of her head and the blood is as bright as any field-born poppy.
Alejandro saw the hooded vale of death hanging over Isis' head and ran to her side.
"Isis!"
The world had suddenly gone cold.
I'm sure she would've preferred death over snapped bones. No, stop thinking like an idiot.
His eyes burned with an ache to sob as his stomach rocked back and forth on the harsh waves of fear. He was not ready to lose something that gave him every reason to change his life around.
He desperately searched for a pulse.
None.
