He walked on the pavement when he noticed the yellow stripes and the green sound. He walked back to the apartment and took his key off; he didn’t want anybody to know that it was coming. He got out of the car with the keys in his hand and walked toward the open doorway with his key in his pocket. With his heart racing, he walked toward the apartment and looked around but couldn’t find a key. Then he looked back inside the hallway. There was no light anywhere. Then he saw the bloodstains again. He looked at the door and thought, Why did he let the bloodstains happen? He took one step and then another. The bloodstains were so big. The bloodstains were so dark. He went on walking down the corridor. There were still bloody footprints right here on the floor.
He picked up his phone and called home. He waited for a while, and then called 911. He didn’t get through to the house but only made his way to the police station. The cops were all around the place looking for someone. They took a bag of bloodstains and checked the bloodstains at the bloodstand door. The bloodstains were from a man who had been dead for years. He was wearing a gray sweatshirt, jeans, and a top. They gave him three names and a photo. They showed him the victim they had been looking at when they first saw him. They said they found a man who the people in the photo thought was not dead-listed and who had never seen the bloodstains before. They said that when the bloodstains were examined, there was no white blood or gray blood in the area they said they spotted. He was still in the hospital recovering from his blood loss.
When he got to the hospital, he went through the back door. He found a nurse in the room. He grabbed his cell phone and called the nurse’s office. [AI]