The bus stopped at a large building, it was red brick and had a lingering sewer smell. I walked up to it and read the sign, Wilsons Glass Co. it was almost completly faded away. Here?, i thought looking at the note I found in the mail a week ago. it said ; "MEET ME AT "WILSONS GLASS CO." IN A WEEK AND NOBODY GETS HURT.". I fear for what I may find. I walk into the room afraid and alert. It's dark and hard to see, then I hear it, my heart stopped, it was my son Jason calling me, his little sad voice trying not to cry while calling "Daddy come save me" he repeats in the same tone, I call out "I'm comming!". I start to run towards his cry. I see some lights so I run towards them. There they are.
