He looked in the mirror for a long, long time. How long would he continue to feel his pain? Perhaps another few hours. He had no way of knowing. A harsh cacophony from outside suddenly terminated his reverie. Perhaps he should leave? Take transport somewhere. To anywhere. Somewhere not here.
FICTION: CLOSING TIME
FICTION: CLOSING TIME
FICTION: CLOSING TIME
He looked in the mirror for a long, long time. How long would he continue to feel his pain? Perhaps another few hours. He had no way of knowing. A harsh cacophony from outside suddenly terminated his reverie. Perhaps he should leave? Take transport somewhere. To anywhere. Somewhere not here.