Saturday, April 19, 2014

One Night in Detroit




I was on my way back to my hotel room; the place was eerily quiet -- the only audible sounds came from my footfalls -- when suddenly, I felt a rush of cold air brush against my skin; the hair on my neck promptly stood on end. I turned around and flicked a quick shot from my iPhone hoping to catch some creatures lurking within in the process. 
And to my chagrin, there was nothing there but just an empty,- deserted hallway. 

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