Morning Discussion

For three days now you have sat huddled in the corner. It is pitch black, your windows boarded from the inside. You are naked, cold and hungry, yet all you do is rock. A concerned neighbour called the old bill on Monday. "Are you... we've had some reports." Through the letter box, you insisted that you were quite alright. You will not leave. They muttered outside your door for some time but eventually left with a sigh. They will see.

Then. Birds scatter from the trees. A dog barks in the distance. Your neighbour's car alarm goes off. Your ears catch a slight rumble. Is that...? The first sirens begin.

BlizzCon is coming.

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