Death Kills The Internet
यो इ-पुस्तकका बारेमा
When he loses his temper with his internet-surfing assistant in the Morgue.
He wanders around all day feeling guilty.
Did he really kill it, or was it a case of really bad timing?
"I can't hear myself thinking," complained the King frustrated "Kill the music, or I will."
"I'm on a break, Blake," protested Dante.
"Go have a break somewhere else?" Blake moaned.
"I can't, I'm on the computer surfing the net," said Dante.
Blake walked into the office from the autopsy room.
"Turn it off," Blake screamed, and the computer blew up.
"Thanks, a lot Blake," Dante back Snapped at Blake very annoyed.
Blake felt guilty for killing the work computer. He looked at his phone nervously. Noting, he had no bars of internet.
लेखकको बारेमा
Rachel is a lover of gothic poetry and the stories of Emily Dickinson, Poe, and other poets and writers. She writes in a gothic sometimes romantic, and somewhat eclectic style
