Death at Work
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I find myself at work.
I am sitting in my own little cubicle. It’s odd.
I don't recall working in this office building.
A lady's screaming diverts my attention.
Someone has killed one of my coworkers.
My coworker's ghost appears before me.
I collect evidence to help my ghost buddy.
With the evidence, I catch the murderer.
The murderer was the witness to the crime.
She’d killed him out of hatred and jealousy.
My coworker's ghost has finally moved on.
My phone's alarm rings, and I wake up.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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