5 Years Later
“Hey, John.” A security guard said.
“What,” I said.
“They found the real killer of your girlfriend.”
“How, Dani was the killer.”
“No dude they cracked down on a whole organization that was behind the killing, but your friend was part of it.”
“So does this mean I can go home?”
“Well no, you still killed a man.”
“Oh.”
I laid back down on my bed. Adding an extra day to my list. I have been here for 5 years, and I’m stuck here for the rest of my life.