Oct 16, 2009 15:31
A Snake. One of many in this place, one who often keeps to himself.
Something got him out of his hole. Probably doesn't matter what. He wanders the halls restlessly. Occasionally, he opens a door to see what lies beyond. So far nothing has caught his interest. Especially when most doors lead to bad memories of places past. He sighed after awhile, finally stopping to lean against a wall and light up a cigarette.
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