Samantha died on April 26, 2019. It was shocking to her family and friends. She hadn’t even been ill, seriously or otherwise. The coroner ruled it was natural causes. His department had run all kinds of tests to rule out foul play. Nothing was remotely shady. Samantha just expired. That seemed odd for she was only 25 years old. He obviously couldn’t figure out exactly why she had died. Amateur.
And then her supernatural apparition appeared to me.
How on earth did Samantha know that I would find the one thing that would kill her and not leave any clues?
His end was near, didn’t know it though. He was clueless.
Her knuckles tightened around the elegantly shaped wine glass. Instinct and rage fueled the glass crashing into the side of the table. Only one crescent-shaped shard fell away.
It was the perfect edge to damage a pulsing artery.
She gracefully, furiously, lunged for the side of his throat. His vital organ cut wide-open. A rhythmic stream began pumping out, gushing blood down and out over his body. With stunned horror, he gripped his throat to stop the bleeding.