#86 In The Kitchen
The tap dripped, about once every two seconds, each drop landing in a full teacup causing the water to overflow slightly down over the pile of filthy dishes.
The sink itself was completely full so with each drop a slight displacement of the water occurred causing a small amount of dirty liquid to seep over the edge of the sink and down the side. The linoleum on the floor was soaked.
Elena sat at the table, her pale blue eyes staring at the tap. With every second drop she would blink.
But her eyes were empty.
Empty and cold.