The shadowy figure crept along the wretched alleyway littered with decaying trash, rats scrabbling through the piles of stench for a bite to eat and tainted mist seeping up from the sewers.
Zerrick shouldered open the heavy back door to the
bakery, flooding the alleyway with bright, artificial light. The rats scattered, hissing as they are
forced to abandon their dinner. Grumbling,
Zerrick tosses the bags of trash into the stained and battered dumpster. “More food
for you scavengers.” He mutters to the
beady eyes staring at him from the dark edges of the shadows.
A coldness brushes past Zerrick who shivers and looks
around. Creepy alleyway. Why does it have to be so creepy at
night? During the day, it’s dirty and
dank smelling but never causes his neck to prickle at every sound. He slams the rusted lid down and turns back
towards the door. For a moment he hesitates,
unsure if he saw something. He shakes
his head, “Don’t be so stupid, nothing’s there.”
The door slowly closed behind Zerrick taking the light
with it and returning the alleyway back to is smothering darkness. The rats return to their dinner, savagely
tearing the bags open and burrowing into the decaying rot inside. The tainted mist hovers mere inches above the
ground, shrouding everything in a foggy, green hue.
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