Porcelain Red - Preface“Run stupid woman.” Was all that echoed through my mind upon entering the living room. Standing in the corner of the room was a silhouette of an over-weight man, a cigarette dangled from his lips dropping ash all over the floor where he stood.“Who are you and why are you in my house?” My voice was weak and shaky.“Who am I?” He mocked. His voice was raspy from what was probably years of smoking. “Get out before I call the police!”“Ha-ha.” He laughed, half coughing at the same time.The cigarette in his mouth ended up on the floor, his foot on top of it smothering it. “Police eh, girl?” “Yes and I’m not bluffing either.”Silence broke around us. His breathing was wet sounding, it was like his lungs held water and he was fighting to breath around what air he could bring in. No doubt now that it was caused by the cigarettes. “Plea
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