Walking home through a dark Alley seemed like some common thing even though every once in a while someone would disappear. It seemed to be foggy but everyone knows it's just smoke and ashes from burning bodies. Their odor was sometimes overwhelming and yet confusing, rotted flesh, tuna fish, and even the hint of skunk. Walking passed the red flagged store that after 9 pm would be closed and chained shut. one more round I would shut in my head, gripping my gun as it lay rested on my right hip.... Two more steps and bang I was home; unhinging 2 boards, 3 chains, and 1 lock before heading down to the basement of a dead rich man's house I now call home. The lights no longer work so I replaced them with candles, some scented with pine or oak but most of them were plain. I walked down a few steps then shut the rusted metal door I use to keep me in and the "things" out there; after shutting it I rehain the inside, clip 4 of 7 locks, and prop up 2 metal poles on both sides of the door.. When I was done, I lit a few candles down the walk way, and payed down on the half ripped foam mattress I found inside the old house I'm now living under, time passed as I dozed off surprisingly, clinging onto the teddy bear my mother gave me 3 years ago on my 14 th birthday before the "things" that now haunt the world took her and ripped her into shreds right in front of me....