10 December 2011
Silently sitting on the couch before hearing the sirens. It was announcing to the neighborhood that something terrible occurred. It was a sound that would be with me forever, for it was the soundtrack to the tragic loss and the prelude to the unthinkable nightmares that were about to begin.
By Andrew Neal Story Quoted from my new novel, Fictitious Images.
Prelude To The Unthinkable • Opuss № I