A long corridor to go. The tv played an old movie from the 90s. 'Always your favorite'. He held her hand tight and told her. "Everything's gonna be ok. Whatever happens now, I won't let you go". He clutched her tight and dragged her across the ice cold marble floor. "It hurts" She mumbled beneath her breath. "Its okay. It's okay" He dragged her towards the door calmly. He had it all figured out. The calmness of the place was unearthly. The wrench on his left hand was soaked in her blood. Humming his favourite song, Leaving puddles of blood on the floor he kept going. Her bones were broken enough to make crackling sound for every pull. Her face was beyond unrecognisable. The life in her eyes were long gone and so was the human in him.













