Rock Bottom...
Nowhere to go but up.
30 feet up to be exact.
They say the good thing about hitting rock bottom is that things can't possibly get any worse. It's hard to say, but I think I'm there.
Luckily, the 300 pound meat head who threw me in the river was kind of in a rush. See, when you get in a hurry, you make mistakes. The Tailor was in a hurry, and it just so happens that he forgot to check my pockets.
A hairpin. Her hairpin.
A cloud of bubbles escapes my mouth as I fumble around with the heavy lock. The tumbler won't budge. I twist the pin harder.
Another cloud of bubbles.
Times running out, have to hurry, twist harder, hurry!
Then, a small sound, a click!
As I remove the broken hairpin from the lock, it all becomes crystal clear...
Now I've hit the bottom.
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The Mystery Danger Serials: A Kiss Goodbye
Mystery / ThrillerInspired by the serial comics and novels of old, this story aims to be an adventurous, mysterious, heart pounding, momentary escape from the mediocrity of everyday life. Join our hero for a short, thrilling, new installment daily. Only takes a mome...
