Wait for Maisy

The darkness envelops you as you try to make sense of your new surroundings. At last you decide to just move forward using your hands to find your way. You move slowly, minding your steps as you move further and further into the dark walkway. You finally come up on something that feels like a ladder of sorts and as you look up you can see what appears to be light, sneaking its way down to you in thin rays through some sort of cover above. You breath a sigh of relieve at the sight and start to climb upwards until you eventually reach the cover wich yields fairly easy as you lift it up. You squint your eyes as the sunlight hits your face and forces you to pause for just a moment as you wait for your eyes to adjust. The alleyway you find yourself in seems pretty run down, trashbags and plywood litter the floor or are propt up against the concrete walls. You get a slight feeling of unease in your stomach at the less than inviting scenery but then you hear something... sounds coming from bejond the alley. You can hear the sounds of people, moving trains and all sorts of comotion going on out there. The alley seems even more unwelcoming now with Theater prospekt of a whole city to explore and maybe even answers on the horizon. However one feeling in particular overshines everything else, a heat radiating out from within you. You sigh and look down to stare at the obvious tent in your pants, jutting out shamelesly as it demands attention.

(work in progress)