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Gabriel Thomson

To fully experience this story to as close to as the writer had intended it; read whilst listening to the song from this weeks The Genius Bar prompt.

Read at a slow pace, the story is designed to fit with the music and the time of the song selected.

Please enjoy

It is early evening.

A man sits alone at a dining table in a third-floor apartment; in front, an empty dinner plate.

Faint sounds of the world drift in, through an open window.

Picking up an out of date newspaper, Gabriel flicks through it; page-by-page.

“Celebrity nonsense” he thought to himself.

He then reaches page 28, and reads of a local story.

The story is about an unnamed mother and her two children; killed in a car accident by a drunk driver, also deceased.

“What a terrible thing…” he whispered, softly.

Placing the newspaper down, he lights up a cigarette.

Blowing smoke rings into the air; Gabriel stares off into the distance.

He rolls his fingers around the top of the whiskey tumbler he was drinking from.

He gazes off until his cigarette had nearly burnt to nothing in his fingers.

After realising, he smokes the last bit; then stubs it out into an overflowing ashtray on the table.

Gabriel picks up the tumbler from the table he had played with; pouring it into his mouth, he swallows.

Placing the glass back down, he picks up a dirty steak knife used to eat his dinner earlier.

Gabriel brings it to eye level and pauses; he looks at his reflection in its cold steal.

Someone stares back from the reflection of the knife; but Gabriel does not know that person, anymore.

Lowering it slowly; he looks off into the distance again and breathed, for but a moment.

With the steak knife still held tightly in his right hand, Gabriel thrusts it deep into his left wrist.

He saws from side-to-side; cutting deeper and deeper, with every slice.

In doing so, he severed his radial arteries.

A massive spurt of blood projects and began pouring from his wound.

Very calmly; Gabriel pulls the knife away, placing it down gently back on the table.

As he places the knife down; he reaches over to some sheets of paper, also on the table.

Carefully, he picks them up with his right hand.

Gabriel sits back, relaxed; his left arm uncontrollably gushing blood.

Though he finds not pain in his action, instead; it comes as a welcoming release.

As he sits there, he holds the paper up in front of him; he looks upon them, blankly.

A single tear rolls down his cheek.

Gabriel begins to feel his life fading, as his arm rains down to the floor.

With his last breath, he quietly utters the words “I’ll be home soon”.

His pulse vibrates for the last time; like a string on an old violin, never to be played again.

His eyes close, as he loses all life and spirit.

The final sound he makes, is nothing more than a whisper; as his body exhales its final breath.

The papers he had held so delicately then fall from his grasp.

Several sheets of paper float to the floor, separating in different directions with the air; then landing over one another on the ground.

The blood from the soaked flood absorbs into the papers, in parts.

Every sheet read the same…

“Death Certificate”

Detailed:

Sarah Thomson: aged 35.

Jack Thomson: aged 4.

Millie Thomson: aged 2.

Cause of death “Car accident”

…”Now I’m home”.

I hope you enjoyed reading this piece as much as I enjoyed creating it.

Written by Polarity Prism x x x

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