The faint smell of cigarette smoke permeated the air as the firefly like sound board jittered and lit up to the electric buzz of the anticipated amps surrounding the stage. The warming glow of spotlights spilled out of every ornate window lining the solid wood paneled walls.
Written by: Bumblebee Focusing the ridged ring on my camera lens and delicately dialing in the…
Storytrail and I looked at each other as if to suggest that the other had some kind of brilliant plan. Taking in a deep breath I found myself looking skyward at the falling flakes, all around us a dense silence prevailed, standing in the looming shadows of a boarded up hospital.
“I shoot every second person, the first one just left.” The unspoken words hung in the looming stale air.