Arthur was a simple man, he owned a small bungalow that looked exactly the same as everyone else's, drove a grey Mercedes, like everyone else, and married a beautiful woman, like everyone else. Every morning he ate his breakfast, kissed his wife good bye, left for work and ate lunch with his crew at work. At least, that's what he thought. In fact, he was not a simple man though, I didn't know any of that. I weren't even aware of his existence until I, one day, read about it in the papers. "Lone wolf goes on insane murder spree" it said. They obviously didn't have the whole story. As a man of science, I was of course fascinated when I was asked to evaluate his physical condition though I didn't know I was not the first one to get the mission, and as time went by, and I got to know this man, it seemed more like a curse had been cast upon me.
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Sir Arthur Niel
Short StoryThis is the start of a short horror text that I came up with while talking a walk. Do you want me to continue on it? What do you think? (May or may not be influenced by the works of sir Edgar Allan Poe)