• A mist set in. The water reflected a pale white. My umbrella fluttered in my hand as the wind blew. I bent down to touch the water and as my finger slid deeper, the water slowed, the sound of rain against my shelter stopped all together. As i scooped my hand and raised my hand from the depths. The rain animated itself again and the river raged on. As i looked at the water in my hand, changing colors and shapes, i felt something against the back of my neck. I let the water drop and turned around to address my company. A man stood there, blond hair, fair complexion. A ghastly expression on his face. He fell to his knees, watching my feet. I looked down to see strands of water curling and spiraling around my legs.He'd seen it all, The rain hitting an invisible wall around me, the river stopping before me. he knew it all...He had to die.

    I walked to him, dropping my umbrella, and placed my hands on his cheeks.

    "Sorry" I told him.

    He looked at me in pain, his own blood ripping his apart form the inside. He started leaking, his nose, mouth and his eyes. His eyes rolled back into his skull. Color drained from him. He dropped to the ground, Blood receding into his body. To any scientist or detective, nothing would seem wrong with him, apart from the part where he was dead. IT was like he'd be scared to death and for all they know, he probably was.

    "Perfect" I said to myself.

    I picked up my umbrella and started walking down the road.
    Smiling to myself.