I walk into the parking lot, everything's empty, I feel like I'm supposed to be shooting a music video here as this is a rather appropriate place to do so, but no, I'm here and I'm alone. This isn't supposed to be like this, it's not supposed to look this way, I walk round the empty spaces running my fingers against the cold concrete wall that holds this place together, I feel the bitter and eerie-ness of the whole situation like it's reaching out to touch me. I exhale and watch the cloud of chilled air leave my mouth. Silence. I begin to hear the drip of water from the ceiling as it splashes against a puddle. Alone. I look around and stare at the astonishing emptiness of this whole location. The dim lights attached to the ceiling lead me through the parking lot. Black graffiti is scattered across the pillars that support this strange place. I'm filled with the sense of calm and security, it's time to leave this place, I head to the park.
The playground is different, it's funny how things turn out when you're alone at night, the swings are empty, the tunnels and small climbing walls accompanied by a slide are abandoned, the night sky has no stars, no moon, just darkness. I take a seat on the swings and slowly swing back and forth, the windows belonging to houses near the park are unlit and covered with shut curtains. I slowly reach to touch my head, I look around, everything's broken. Its not supposed to go this way, it needs to be fixed, someone needs to mend it. This isn't what they're supposed to see, it's all wrong. It needs to change, it needs to go back. Static. There's static everywhere, I hear it, I see it. I drop to my knees and my hands fall to the ground. No. It's all wrong, stop. It won't stop it. Save me.
Save me.
SAVE ME.
