OK, I know I said I was going to work on Voices of Interest, but I just got this idea while sitting at my desk at work and I had to jump on it. I just want to know what everyone thinks of this story and if you think I should continue. PLEASE let me know what you think.
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He sat in his dark, cool apartment watching the clock slowly tick by. It now read 2:17 am and he still did not feel like sleep could take him over. His mind reflected back to the case they had just completed. Of course, his theories were completely off base and of course she was right on target. Like she always was. They had investigated a mysterious death involving a couple that lived in Salem. Turns out their deaths were not supernatural and, even though black dust, pentagrams, and voodoo dolls were found, homicide by poisoning was natural enough for the local PD to convict their suspect.
He sighed heavily and closed his eyes for the tenth time that night when he heard footsteps outside his door. They stopped and slid an envelope between the base of the door and the hardwood floor and quickly walked away. He jumped up and opened the door, of course, seeing no one retreating away. "Great another informant" He muttered to himself as he picked up the package and flipped on the lamp next to his couch.
He stared at the object for a long moment, contemplating if he was even going to bother with it at this late hour. He was sure that whatever it was could wait. However, something inside him pressed him to open it. Giving in, he pulled the paper from the manila envelope and read the words closely.
"Mr. Mulder,
I know how important your work is for you. Your quest to find the truth becomes harder and harder for you as you get closer to it. I also see how important your partner is to your investigation. Dana Scully, what a enigmatic women. She really does revile in the competition, always striving to be right and debunk your theories. This is what makes you strive to work harder. As you can imagine I have been watching you for some time and I have seen your partnership grow to something beyond a professional relationship. I know you have never openly admitted it to each other but I know that you both care for each other on an intimate level. That is why I am bringing this to you tonight. I want to know, Mr. Mulder, would you die for her?"
The last words shot pain through his chest. It was something he knew since her abduction, that he would indeed sacrifice his life if it meant that she would live but why bring this to him this way? He read the note again, the writer mentioning that they had been watched for some time now, their cases observed by someone other than their usual enemies. He examined the package again and realized there was another item hidden inside. Pulling it out he studied the glossy print. It was a picture of them together. He was guiding her somewhere, his hand protectively covering the small of her back.
There was writing on the edge of the print.
"You'll have your chance soon, Mr. Mulder."
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I know it was short but everyone that is familiar with my writing knows I love to leave things hanging. Do you like the idea? Should I continue into the dark depths of the psycho's mind? Let me know!