The Dark Age
Steven was walking to his car alone in the pitch black parking lot.
He was walking from his office. He was the last employer in the lot to leave.
As he was making it to his white Camron, he heard a noise. He thought
maybe it was a janitor. But this sound was weird. Like a deafening roar in his ear. The sound grew much louder.
Louder and louder. The sound went,...
He was walking from his office. He was the last employer in the lot to leave.
As he was making it to his white Camron, he heard a noise. He thought
maybe it was a janitor. But this sound was weird. Like a deafening roar in his ear. The sound grew much louder.
Louder and louder. The sound went,...