I am no fucking hero. I'm still tempted to file the City away in my mind as the worst nightmare ever. Maybe ignore the Operator symbols. Leave it all alone.
But, hell no. I'm going to investigate that suspicious noise outside, in the dark and stormy night. The escaped lunatic from the mental institution down the road just makes it a little more challenging. That, and six months of nothing weird happening couldn't get it out of my mind. Why would stopping now be any different?
Besides, I'm betting cowardice in the face of the Fears is a recipe for not living very much longer.
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