Gemotions

Liam whistled as he strolled through the house. It was a charming two-story with a bay window and a cozy fireplace. The previous owner had left behind some old photos, one of a family smiling in the living room. Liam grinned at the image.

The police called. The house, they informed him, had been the scene of a brutal crime. Unsolved. The living room, they said, was where the victim was found.

Liam stopped whistling. For a moment, he felt a jolt of shock. He thought of the past, of the darkness that had once taken hold within the walls. But he was filled with renewed purpose. He envisioned parties, movie nights, the warmth of the fire on a cold evening.

He went to the living room and smiled. This house, he thought, would be filled with life.