Nightfall. He felt it singing in his bones, dancing in his blood. Victor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Even two floors underground he knew exactly when the last of the light faded from the sky. It was never really asleep, but it dozed in a sense during the day. Now it woke and called to be let out.
What is Victor? What is the vaccine I mentioned last week? Maybe I’ll explain … later. 😉
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