Tired

Christopher could see his own face on the black computer screen. He looked tired as if he hasn’t slept for days. He put his hands on his face and could feel the warmth from his palms. Alarmed by the event something pulled him like a magnet pulls a metal. He was lying on the floor and it was then he ran for his life out of this house too now. While moving out he picked his car keys and drove like there was no tomorrow.