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Monochrome Nightmare – Left Work

The boots had been left if place, the leather cracking over time. There had been no reason, but they had hadn’t even taken the boots with them. I began to hear a noise, a thrumming in my ears like too much blood. It distracted me and I almost missed when she said someone was following us. Even though I couldn’t actually see or hear anyone, I felt like I also detected the presence. We should really leave, but she said they wouldn’t let us escape.

October 3, 2014 Posted by | Fiction, Photo, Photography | , , , , , , | 1 Comment