By Craig Peterson

Murder wasn’t something that ever-entered Richie’s mind until now.

He painfully ached throughout his entire body.  What they did to him was beyond torture.  His mundane existence shattered by trusted friends in the dead of night behind locked doors.  Worse then the piercing incisions and thunderous blows was the maniacal laughter that followed each strike.  He lay now in complete silence, darkness.  Until this very moment revenge was a word Richie never thought of.  With fierce determination and grit he started clawing his way upward, first through a wooden crate then fresh soil.

Revenge was on Richie’s mind.

Then murder.

About Russ Thompson

Pin It on Pinterest

Share This