KimboChan

You came inside. It was dark save for the gaslight in his hands which brightly lit the corridor. That’s not suspicious at all., you thought sarcastically. Would it have been a better idea to wait for daytime? This guy could kill me. He’s not too tall, but he seemed strong. You’ve met shorter guys who could bench press your weight with no problem. “Stay where I can see you,” he demanded. “Walk.” This man, whoever he was, didn’t seem like a serial killer. Not like serial killers really ever wear tags or anything. He seemed apathetic at least and annoyed at most. He felt dangerous but didn’t