Fiction Story 1 — Part 11
This post is part of an ongoing story. If this is your first time here, then WELCOME! I have an introduction that will explain the “what” and the “why”. You can follow this link to catch up on previous posts. Enjoy!
The fire died out, and the cold that it brought in woke me from my daydream. Things were far worse for me now. I mean, arson? Property damage? Paying full price for my rental? What the hell am I doing??
I felt my pulse rising through my closed fists. My breathing became heavy and hot. My vision of the present darkened as my sight turned into itself and back into the daydream.
But I didn’t get the chance to stay there for long, when the bright strobe lights of a cop car cut through my haze.