Animum: Chapter 1
|| Chapter 1/? || 2.8k words || Rating: Explicit ||
The detective’s fist bounced against the worn out door. His knuckles ached in the cold, the collision only adding to the soreness as it vibrated the bone. There was a bite to the air that gave him goosebumps, breath coming out hot and dissipating in the air.
When there was no reply, a breath huffed through his nose. He closed his eyes to center himself then opened them back up, yelling through the door with another pound of his fist.
“Open up! It's the APD!” he yelled, voice deep as it vibrated in his throat.
Nothing.
Shiro sighed as he knocked on the old wooden door one more time for good measures. The house was old, siding starting to peel off and rot. All the lights were off, and all but one of the windows were tightly sealed by wooden boards.
Did someone even live here? They had gotten a noise complaint about screams, but were they at the wrong house?
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