All Monk characters were not created by me, but someone else.
Written for Challenge100 LJ community's challenge #47, "Lost Myself Again Today."
Gone
by Zzilly14
The other man in the room stared at the wall, unable to comprehend what he was just told.
Trudy is dead. Those three words kept repeating over and over in his mind.
The world was now unbalanced. He had to fix it. The papers stacked on the desk were out of order. The clock was three minutes off. Stottlemeyer's tie wasn't exactly straight. The floor was dirty.
Monk could sense the germs everywhere. He had to wash his hands. And he had to keep washing them until he was sure the germs were gone.