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Fanfic: Die Satanclique
Chapter: part One
The Stanclique
by Ingo Bürk
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Hi,
here I am posting the first approach for a story that should be relatively long. I hope you enjoy this "introduction".
The story should get a style, I think when you read it you can see the slightly depressed mood.
Have fun and please comment too :)
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It was in 2004 when Jamie, a 21 year old ordinary medical student, made a great discovery. He was supposed to uncover one of the largest, worldwide chained complete sets.
It was a normal, beautiful Monday. Exhausted by humid temperatures, a cool and refreshing light breeze blew from time to time. It was four in the afternoon and Jamie came out of college. As he stepped out the door, he put his head in the air, closed his eyes, let the sun shine on his face and inhaled the fresh, healthy air with a long gulp after exhaling the musty air from inside the building.
It had been two hours and James was sitting in his room studying for an exam the next day.He was lying face down on his bed, in front of him several open books and a notebook in which he was already making notes.
As he read the books, he slowly chewed on his pen. The exam should be very important to him because if he failed, he would have to repeat the semester.
Despite the fact that he had been studying for ages, he was already very nervous, but on the other hand thought that he could do everything.
Thousands of questions went through his head. Would he pass the exam? What would happen if he failed? What would his future be like?
Then he shook his head, tore himself from his thoughts, put the pen aside, slammed one of the books, and ran his hair through his hair full of fear disguised as anger.
Then he lay on his back and looked at the ceiling. Again his thoughts caught up with him.
It was now nine o'clock in the evening when Jamie woke up. He fell asleep on the bed from exhaustion.He felt like he hadn't slept in several days.
When he looked at his watch, he suddenly turned his gaze to the books and his notebook: There was still as much on the paper as before.
He was only slowly beginning to realize that he had not studied for the past few hours, but had slept.
Then he got up, walked tiredly to the door and entered the hallway, which, in contrast to the darkened room, was light, so that it stung his eyes at first.
With the gait bent over from tiredness and exhaustion, he went down the stairs and ran to the kitchen. He still lived with his parents. In the kitchen the first thing he did was make himself a coffee. While it was brewing, he ran to the window and looked out at the street.
It was dark, and the sun formed a red twilight on the horizon.
by Ingo Bürk
-----
Hi,
here I am posting the first approach for a story that should be relatively long. I hope you enjoy this "introduction".
The story should get a style, I think when you read it you can see the slightly depressed mood.
Have fun and please comment too :)
-----
It was in 2004 when Jamie, a 21 year old ordinary medical student, made a great discovery. He was supposed to uncover one of the largest, worldwide chained complete sets.
It was a normal, beautiful Monday. Exhausted by humid temperatures, a cool and refreshing light breeze blew from time to time. It was four in the afternoon and Jamie came out of college. As he stepped out the door, he put his head in the air, closed his eyes, let the sun shine on his face and inhaled the fresh, healthy air with a long gulp after exhaling the musty air from inside the building.
It had been two hours and James was sitting in his room studying for an exam the next day.He was lying face down on his bed, in front of him several open books and a notebook in which he was already making notes.
As he read the books, he slowly chewed on his pen. The exam should be very important to him because if he failed, he would have to repeat the semester.
Despite the fact that he had been studying for ages, he was already very nervous, but on the other hand thought that he could do everything.
Thousands of questions went through his head. Would he pass the exam? What would happen if he failed? What would his future be like?
Then he shook his head, tore himself from his thoughts, put the pen aside, slammed one of the books, and ran his hair through his hair full of fear disguised as anger.
Then he lay on his back and looked at the ceiling. Again his thoughts caught up with him.
It was now nine o'clock in the evening when Jamie woke up. He fell asleep on the bed from exhaustion.He felt like he hadn't slept in several days.
When he looked at his watch, he suddenly turned his gaze to the books and his notebook: There was still as much on the paper as before.
He was only slowly beginning to realize that he had not studied for the past few hours, but had slept.
Then he got up, walked tiredly to the door and entered the hallway, which, in contrast to the darkened room, was light, so that it stung his eyes at first.
With the gait bent over from tiredness and exhaustion, he went down the stairs and ran to the kitchen. He still lived with his parents. In the kitchen the first thing he did was make himself a coffee. While it was brewing, he ran to the window and looked out at the street.
It was dark, and the sun formed a red twilight on the horizon.