Just asked my son to tell me a quick story using his imagination before he got to play computer games. This is what he said:

‘ Once upon a time you were doing really well in your writing career, Dad, then you met a rival writer in a graveyard and you killed him with a knife. You threw the knife away and no one else saw, so you got away with it. Everyone lived happily ever after except the dead guy. The end.’

Ooft.

Dx