{"sf1_id":269448,"sf2_id":"ve3VMXd1","title":"The End of a Life: Smoking Kills","author":"Revresbo","words":436,"posted_at":"2011-07-20T23:41:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Intro","Mysterious"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/269448-the-end-of-a-life-smoking-kills","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ve3VMXd1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0b/d2/0bd2a31e-3e65-4d69-8d0d-3fc50c72a8c7","description":"","content":"So... no idea what I'm writing here yet.\u0026nbsp; This is going to be a freewrite.\u0026nbsp; Let's take an adventure together and see where it leads.\n\n----\n\nEverything seemed to go quiet.\u0026nbsp; The two men were staring at each other.\u0026nbsp; A yellow flower blossomed near one man's shoulder while a red one blossomed on the other man's chest.\u0026nbsp; The first watched the second fall to the ground with crushing finality.\u0026nbsp; Four steps later, he was standing over the fallen man, watching the blood spread across his shirt.\u0026nbsp; \"Well,\" he said, fishing the spent casing out of his revolver and and replacing it with a fresh bullet, \"you were right.\u0026nbsp; Smoking was the death of you.\"\u0026nbsp; Without another word, he turned and left the room.\n\n\\*\n\n\"What?\u0026nbsp; You asked, I answered.\u0026nbsp; You wanted to know how he died, and I told you.\"\n\n\"Oh, spare me the bullshit.\u0026nbsp; You know exactly what I wanted, and you just dodged the question.\u0026nbsp; Are you going to tell me, or aren't you?\"\n\nA sigh.\u0026nbsp; \"You're never satisfied, are you? What do you want, my life story?\"\n\n\"Eventually, perhaps.\u0026nbsp; For now, though, just the full account of the circumstances surrounding his death will suffice.\"\n\n\"A full account?\u0026nbsp; That'll take us beyond closing time.\"\n\n\"It can't take that long.\"\n\nAnother sigh.\u0026nbsp; \"C'mon, boy.\u0026nbsp; If you really want to know, I'll tell you, but not here.\"\n\n\"Where, then?\"\n\n\"His house.\"\n\n\"His house?\u0026nbsp; It'll be crawling with cops.\"\n\n\"No.\u0026nbsp; Not that house.\u0026nbsp; That was his public place.\u0026nbsp; If you really want to understand, you have to see his private life.\"\n\n\"He had two houses?\"\n\n\"I said not here, boy.\u0026nbsp; Are you coming, or aren't you?\"\n\n\\*\n\n\"It's perfect.\u0026nbsp; I'll take it.\"\n\n\"Uh, very well, sir.\"\u0026nbsp; The man sounded perplexed, rather understandably.\u0026nbsp; Why would anyone want to buy such worthless, unappealing land?\u0026nbsp; Well, he didn't need to know.\u0026nbsp; All that man needed to do was take his money, give him a deed, and get the hell off his land.\u0026nbsp; This would be a good place to make a start.\u0026nbsp; Finally, he would be the one starting something rather than finishing what other people started.\u0026nbsp; When someone wrote a book about him, this would be the opening chapter.\u0026nbsp; This was it.\n\n----\n\nMeant to add more, but I wrote this at the centre and had to leave part way through writing.\u0026nbsp; So this is it as it stands now.\u0026nbsp; Tell me what you think please!\u0026nbsp; Oh, and one more thing: \"man\" is a general term meaning the male of any species.\u0026nbsp; This is furry, but there's been no descrptions yet.\u0026nbsp; It will be explained later, if this continues.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}