New Idea

I have the first sentences for a new idea that has spoked around in my head.

And since I cannot seem to work on my current WIP, here is the new beginning:

The sun rose on a mild, grey morning, casting its pale glow over the slumbering streets of City. The world stirred. Curtains were pulled back to allow the feeble rays of sunlight in, doors were opened to welcome the occasional breeze. A new day was beginning.

For everyone the world revolved as usual, but for one family, exactly one week ago, the world had ended. Had ended with the discovery of a beaten and bloodied body in an alley.