The Old Neighbourhood
By Craig Wilson
I’m out for a nice stroll and I am taking a long break.
I see a few familiar faces while I wander around the
city.
My walking takes me down to an old neighbourhood.
However, this place should look like where I grew up.
The place looks a lot like Ravenholm from Half-Life 2.
My heart is racing in my chest. My life is in danger.
I soon hear some scary noises that sound like zombies.
Wherever I look, I cannot see the zombies in the dark.
Quickly, I backtrack and I run out of this nightmare.
The End
The
above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you
would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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