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The Apartment #36

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The furore of the murder subsided, Joan's suicide had become a communal and individual reproach. Both were a year old memory, stale tragedies with the edges blurred, dust-covered and distant. The memories still cut, but bluntly, numbed by time and muted by other fears that now stalked the occupants.
Maya's failing eyesight.
Ryland's nightmares.
Tisha's court case.
Enoch DeStiy's mugging.
Tracey's anxiety.
That woman's growing agoraphobia.
Everything had escalated since the deaths. Life in the apartment had fallen out of control. They felt the building slowly confine each one of them. The apartment block wanted them out. Or dead.

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    Lisa Williams over 3 years ago

    At the risk of repetition- LOVING IT. Fears stalking, memories cutting... real build up of malevolence. FAB! X

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    Christopher about 3 years ago

    I don't know where you're going with it but it's brilliant.

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    Drew Martyn about 3 years ago

    Thanks Christopher. Then, I had no idea where this is going. And tbh, there's no difference now. I'm bricking it this will just fizzle out because I run out of ideas or write myself into a corner, but the aim is to try to let the story tell itself. Not plan ahead. Basically, wing it.
    Thanks for sticking with it, I appreciate it and so glad you're enjoying it. :)

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    Christopher about 3 years ago

    I will and I am. Hey, I did the same thing with both Jake Randolph stories, having nothing more than a basic outline when I started. But, since that's a period piece, I had to do a ton of research ahead of time.

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