Testament

The police had a lead for the double murder at the gas station on Melor Avenue that night. But why was Thomas, the store clerk, still missing?

After the shooting, Thomas, motionless on the floor, felt the warmth of his own blood as it poured out from the wounds on his neck. What was the unholy creature with the long, black, silky hair? It seemed to float into the station just as the shooting ended.

Before that night, Thomas had been living the life of a failed man. He was afraid of failure. His disheveled two bedroom apartment and the filthy gas station he worked at were close reflections of the depraved inner world he inhabited.

All of that was about to change. Thomas was about to find a purpose. He was about to find himself. Wandering the city, searching for answers, he was about to find his God.