I suppose it was only a matter of time before my choice of apartments caught up with me. Loner Lane gets creepy at night. Well, creepyER…
I’d been working late fixing a broken gearbox. I was tired, and I decided I’d take a shortcut, past the graveyard. I knew I was almost home.
I… can’t quite remember what happened after that. There was a shape set against the gaslight. I remember trying to run. Something made a noise. Then pain.
Then I found myself back home, looking at my reflection in a mirror. Was it all a dream?
I just… can’t remember…
Shortcuts past the graveyard just never seem to go as well as hoped.
Worse yet, I have this sudden craving for meat. And I don’t eat meat!