Episode 114: See Ya… Pops!
DOOM!
Kilr stood over the unmoving body laying on the bed. His eyes hidden under his many strands of hair bore a gloomy look. His lips trembled.
A stream of tears rolled down the right side of his face, his breathing shallow.
"You damn old man, you happy now?" His voice cold with a tinge of pain. "You got what you wanted didn't you? Now you are dead leaving me all alone."
He pulled the sheets over the dead body of Edgar Lewïn the farm owner.
Kilr had deduced that he had suffered from a chronic illness, since the world was in an apocalypse it was quite impossible to get whatever drugs he needed.
Kilr had stayed there with the farmer for a year now. Why he had stayed for that long still a mystery to him.
Perhaps he wanted to get away from all the monster hunting and live a somewhat normal life.
Or he felt sick of it.
