Heinrich Murmier: A Short Story

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HEINRICH MULLER

It was hard to see in the muddled mist of the morning, and Heinrich was only able to avoid objects an arms length from him. Disgruntled and muttering, he set off in search of any who might have slipped from their wrath last night. After inspecting streets upon streets of vacant houses, Heinrich wasn’t in the best of moods. The weather didn’t seem to be in high spirits either; the fog continued to blanket everything in a hazy smog. His searches became increasingly hasty, while the murk seemed to slog along, taking its time. His last stop was a quaint house across the street from bakery, whose owners had fled long ago. Ill at ease, he pulled the door open so briskly, he feared that he had torn a muscle—but as for the door he
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She soon found herself reunited with her parents and her older brother. Their smiles stretched on for miles and their eyes, all of the same cerulean hue, stared in satisfaction at a lit menorah, each of the eight candles dancing the same vivacious dance. The moment was followed by a family dinner, where all four of them rejoiced as a whole. Elise recalled that moment in striking accuracy, remembering the plate tilting, and all of its content dying her dress a new color. She had expected a strict lecture from her parents and her brother alike, but instead she had received a nice warm bath and a few kisses on the …show more content…
As everyone was thrust to the side of the compartment, the wood began to splinter, causing a apprehensive uproar.
“Surely it’s going to give way,” one voice said, waveringly.
“Who cares… we’re all going to die anyways,” another retorted direly.
Many doleful comments followed, but Elise couldn’t bear it anymore. Shoving her way to the spot closest to the splintering plank of wood, Elise took a shaky breath. Normally she was a very rational person, but as they say: desperate times call for desperate measures.
Driving all consequences to the back of her mind, Elise began to claw at the wood, widening the puncture in the wall of the rail-train. Pure desperation coursed through her, and after many splinters, she had widened the perforation to the size of her shriveling body.
Worried shouts rattled the entire compartment, causing Elsie to stumble over her stickly legs. She didn’t mind; she could see Death’s open gates looming ahead. Elise peered down at the beaten tracks, built precariously on the verge of tipping over into an endless

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