Untitled
He stared at the book. On the leather cover, only one word was there.
Untitled.
He knows he shouldn't read it, they had warned him countless times.
But somehow, he can't help but be drawn to the mysterious book.
With trembling fingers, he opened it.
There was nothing inside, no pictures, no words, not even a letter.
It was blank.
At the exact moment he opened the book, it slipped from his lifeless hands.
He was dead.
A/N. : One word.
What.