Danny walks into the room, sensing the presence of a ghost. The hospice’s walls are mostly empty, filled only with the quiet breaths of its elderly patients as they sleep. He follows a cat which is known as an omen of death through the door into darkness, with his only vision coming from the hazy white moonlight shining through the window. Danny has not been in this place long, yet like all experiences with death, the familarities linger, the things he’s forced beneath himself for years peer their eyes open at him. For a little moment, he sees nothing but…

Logan Kenny

autistic & bisexual writer. he/him. write typically about films, games, music and wrestling. send me money and I’ll write about whatever you want

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