In a freezing winters night, I slowly walk along a dark twisted alleyway. I shrug off the cold as layers upon layers of snow falls on me, weighing me down evermore. feeling more cautious then ever I see the lights flickering, shadows moving, and a distant scream that can be heard miles away. I carry on walking with a higher pace.
Looking up at the decaying buildings I wondered if they would fall or not. To my surprise a woman overlooking the balcony threw out a bucket filled blood landing right next to me.
Suddenly a dark figure comes out the and yells "Oskar", what seemed like one figure turned to three. Closing in on me like a pack of hungry wolves "fuck do you want" I replied which I knew would aggravate the stranger. The figure came onto the lights aura and I instantly recognised who it was, I stumbled back a look of betrayal and bewilderment