crack in the night Sun, Mar 12th, 2006 posted by natxtron
i finally got around to visiting this location last night. i was bored outta my skull and wanted to do something before going to bed so i made my way downtown. i first parked at the building next door and was getting my stuff ready. thirty seconds later a gigantic pickup truck pulls into the parking lot, pauses for a second behind my car then turns around and leaves. i decided to find a better parking spot. i end up walkling about a half mile but at least no one spots my second parking job. while approaching the building, three import cars come flying into the parking lot twenty feet behind me. i duck behind a wall of the building and curse my luck for the evening so far. as soon as they leave, i venture down the wall and over the shodddy barbwire topped gate, dropping into the shadows on the other side. every door i see is wide open. into the main door i go. the breeze is blowing everything around, bringing the building to life. there are no inanimate objects in the place. i venture towards the northwest section of the building first. all the rooms seem to be constructed for refrigeration and either shipping or storage. in the very corner i find a red sprial staircase going down to the basement. i decide to check the rest of the main floor before going down. halfway through plan a, i see movement. and it's not the wind this time. a clear sheet of plastic in the middle of the warehouse floor comes to life ten feet in front of me. it lights up like a wet mirror from my light and a burly head and chest pop out from behind the plastic sheath. i fumble to kill my two lights, while walking backwards and muttering obscenities into my respirator. just a victim of our economically enveloped society. |