In the dark [finish the story]

Zambia
August 2, 2008 6:47am CST
He turned the ignition key off as soonas he switched off the windscreen wipers. The drizzles had started way before he'd left the city limits. He picked up the laptop ont he passenger seat, looked at it and then put it back. The he got out of the car. The front entrance was just a few steps away from where he had parked. He peered to the left to check if her car was inthe carport. It wasn't there. He shrugged off and paced steadily toward the entrance. By isntinct, he tried the door and it opened. It was all dark. The power went out at the firsy storm. He gropped about as he entered the house. It was dark. There was a shuffle coming from away in the living room. He stopped to listen, as he tilted his head to one side. "Hello?" he called out. There was no answer. As he stepped into the lving room, he almost slipped. He must have stepped on some liquid. Water? He shrugged off again, proceeding to the fireplace area. He kept the torch on top of the fireplace. Just as he reached out to grope for the torch...
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@howard96h (11640)
• New York, New York
2 Aug 08
...he herd sounds coming from his bedroom, it is the voice of his woman, who is she talking to, does she have another man in there with her? What should I do, storm in there and go crazy or should I sneak in quietly and catch them by surprise? I really don't want to see her in the arms of another man. As I slowly walked towards the bedroom door I can hear the sound of laughter, I can smell her perfume, I am breaking out in a sweat, my heart is pounding, I can hardly breathe, I grab for the handle of the door and push it open...
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• Zambia
2 Aug 08
There's a good show of imagination! Thanks for the input, folks. Inthe meantime, let's sit back and wait for more imagination and creativity. When we have enough input and variations, I shall then conclude the story, picking out this and that from the various contributors. Thanks.
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• India
3 Aug 08
But suddenly a rustle of the tree outside brought him back to his senses. It had been years since that scene had occurred right there. He had thought of having a move, but his memories had pinned him down at his place. " Am I going Mad?" he asked himself. Putting down his coat next to the fireplace, which he had just lit, he sat down on his chair. He poured himself a drink, his favourite one. The sweet aroma of the old , perfectly fermented drink swan in the room. He smelled it and some more memories swelled up in him.
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• United States
5 Aug 08
"I can't go on like this anymore. I just can't. I am leaving you. It's obvious you don't really love me anymore, least not like you used to. Good-bye." With those words, she turned and picked up her suitcase and coat. She left that day and he hasn't heard from ever since.