A Dose of Daily Dose
9.25.2014
"Almost there," I say to my friend as we walk past an old, gigantic, industrial warehouse building enveloped with aged brick walls in faded red and brown tones.
The streets are deserted, no sign of moving vehicles nor of human presence aside from our own. A few steps more and we arrive right in front of an alleyway.
"We're here," I tell my friend. He gives me a puzzling look as if to question whether his safety is about to be jeopardized. He turns his head to the left and reveals a surprised expression on his face.
