My Urges

Austria, August 23rd 1803

7:32 PM

Lukas was still in the same position. He couldn't move a single muscle after blurting out his words.

Lukas blinked a few times, as he tried to process the view before him.

In front of him, there was a dead corpse of a very familiar person, sitting on a chair.

"A-Adele..." Lukas blurted out another word.

The girl who he had shared a lot of experiences with, someone who he had built a very close bound... was, right now, dead in front of him.

Lukas immediately placed both his hands on the sides of his head, and lowered his upper body until he reached the floor.

Right after that, Lukas let out a loud shout. "AAAAAAARGH!!!" he screamed, trying to vent out all the negative feelings he was going through.

However, that wasn't nearly enough for what he was going through. He had no idea about what he could do right now.