Death dropped by unexpectedly this morning. Memories woke up from a long slumber and answered the door groggily and confused, unable to recognize the visitor through unadjusted vision; consciousness had not hit him as hard as the light did. Death simply stood there with a light smile, waiting for his old friend to invite him… Continue reading J


Visiting hours are over

The path ahead stretches out further the more he ran ahead. With breath that can't catch up to his pace, Chester is on the verge of stopping. But he can't. Every time he slows down a little, he can feel them closing in onto him. His calves are burning and his lungs are screaming for… Continue reading Visiting hours are over