Saturday, May 1, 2010

Of lonely halls

It is late in the day, silence overcomes the sounds of activity.

The halls darken to close the long day, doors close.

A lone figure wanders on, footsteps echo into darkness, searching for signs of life.

There are few.

Hallways stretch on with minimal lighting and locked doors. A swipe of a card gives access, but what lays beyond?

Nothing. Always nothing.

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