3231. The bloody dagger
© Bruce Goodman 9 June 2025


Suddenly the door opened. Kirsty screamed. She knew instantly that she would be murdered, and she was right. A dagger plunged into her breast. It was the jewel encrusted dagger that her father had bought in Ceylon, back in the days when Sri Lanka was called Ceylon. They weren’t real jewels; they were paste. Basically the dagger looked pretty but you could tell by a close look that the jewels weren’t real.

Kirsty was left dead on the sofa, her limp arm draped across a bloodied cushion.

“How awful to be stabbed to death by a plastic dagger with cheap paste jewels,” said Calista to Anita. Both thought the movie was pretty lousy.

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