The eyes in the painting followed him down the corridor.

They found his diary under his bed

It was the trip of a lifetime, but

He was stunned - the stranger in front of him looked exactly like the woman of his dreams

The first Christmas she could remember was also her best Christmas ever.

Everything stopped, people were stood like statues all around me, people in cars, men on bicycles, babies in prams all lifeless, frozen in time.

He was excited to find 150 new emails in his inbox

As she stopped to catch her breath, she looked back

He could hear everything, but dare not open his eyes

Am I in heaven? What happened to me?

I didn't mean to kill her

He didn't want to go out on such a night but