Cold murder: Chapter 1
I feel the coldness around me, I can’t escape the freezing cold temperature, no matter how much I’ve tried.
I want to start shouting, however my entire face seems to be frozen.
Pain. discomfort. Oh, so much agony.
The coldness consumes everything from the surface to the core of myself.
I sense that my cardiac muscle is frigid.
It’s the end of it. I’m going to die.
It’s a terrible, painful death.
I dare say to you all, with my next miserable existence, I’ll receive vengeance on whoever would do this to me.
Then all that I see is pitch black. I’m already gone.