From Goblin Horde Green
Jump to: navigation, search

Dream.

Mostly alone in a crumbling Gothic school, post-apocalypse as usual, almost everyone has gone. I'm not sure if they're dead or just missing but my job is to delete their names from the records, millions of them. At first I would sit and read every name, look at every face before pressing delete, but after so many days of doing it I now read just one name and then delete two hundred at a time. The days pass slowly.

The Wrong Dreams on Facebook