I don’t remember coming here. Last thing I remember I was going up my basement steps, after putting in a load of laundry. I felt a twinge, I remember seeing my foot at a strange angle, the lights went out. Then I was here.
Level Seventeen was where I met her, in one of the enormous buildings off the street. I’d been there a few days, ducking in away from the gunfire and mayhem on the streets. Bodies lined the steps that I climbed to the front door, some dismembered and still, others writhing. Blood slickened the steps and … Continue reading
It was a natural progression, I suppose.I quit going out because I would always see somebody I didn’t like. Each time I saw somebody I didn’t like in some place, I would never return there.Pretty soon there was no place left to go.
Whatever happened to NOVL Cub?Does anyone remember NOVL Cub? NOVL Gent? NOVL Moneeq? NOVL InRedShoes?