Have you ever wondered at one point in your life what it really meant to be alive? Perhaps you asked yourself the simple question of “why?” I know I have. And that’s where this begins—from the very beginning.
Allegory - please don't read this if you're sensitive to stories about abuse, and please don't take it personally that I'm drawing the parallel here between domestic abuse and chronic illness. I just wrote this to confront my own feelings about my disease without whining about it.
Everything that begins has an end but is there an exception? Or, are there any exceptions? If we can see it all then yes, but what if we can only see a fraction of the whole? Is that whole the whole or only a faction of ....
John and Abigail has been married for 6 months and decided to have some qualities time for their second honeymoon at The Great Bear Lake. They are mad in love and nothing could tear them apart. And all of sudden, something terrible happened during the deer hunting, one of them has gone missing. Hans, the tour guide is involved with the disappearance. Abigail found him in their lodge. Could he be a murderer? and what was he doing in the lodge?