Waves. I was awakened by the sound of waves and the glare of the sweltering hot sun in my eyes. I sat up half blinded by the sun and waited for my vision to return to me. Even after the remnants of the suns glare disappeared from my eyes, my vision was still blurry. My glasses weren’t on and I had a headache; possibly a hangover. I was drunk the night before, but that’s all I could remember; I’m fairly sure I didn’t fall asleep on a raft in the middle of the ocean, but regardless, somehow that’s where I winded up by morning.
I was wearing a suit; On any normal day I wouldn’t fall asleep in a suit. I recognized it; it was the business suit that I would wear to work. It was stained red, but not with blood, with wine. I reached my hand behind my head as if to scratch; but instead of finding the momentary comfort from scratching my head I found a lump. The back of my head was bruised and swollen. There was no question about it, I had been tricked.
I panicked frantically, but regained control over myself; It was no use panicking, I would only lose my energy and die faster. I knew I would die, I had suspected it for a while. As a wealthy entrepreneur of a successful company the figurative bounty on my head was exceedingly high and constantly increasing. There was always someone after my money, and finally someone went as far as to abandon me on a raft in the middle of the ocean. But who? I decided to take a deep breath and think it through. I thought that maybe if I used deductive reasoning I could figure out who the culprit was. The first clue was that the man or woman left me alive, which meant for some reason the person couldn’t kill me; or maybe the murderer didn’t have the gall.
I was wearing a suit; On any normal day I wouldn’t fall asleep in a suit. I recognized it; it was the business suit that I would wear to work. It was stained red, but not with blood, with wine. I reached my hand behind my head as if to scratch; but instead of finding the momentary comfort from scratching my head I found a lump. The back of my head was bruised and swollen. There was no question about it, I had been tricked.
I panicked frantically, but regained control over myself; It was no use panicking, I would only lose my energy and die faster. I knew I would die, I had suspected it for a while. As a wealthy entrepreneur of a successful company the figurative bounty on my head was exceedingly high and constantly increasing. There was always someone after my money, and finally someone went as far as to abandon me on a raft in the middle of the ocean. But who? I decided to take a deep breath and think it through. I thought that maybe if I used deductive reasoning I could figure out who the culprit was. The first clue was that the man or woman left me alive, which meant for some reason the person couldn’t kill me; or maybe the murderer didn’t have the gall.
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