Abraham Kim @abrahamKim
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He didn't like having to use batteries or having to charge something. He preferred connecting things to the wall. His phone, he had to tolerate charging because the phone he kept in his pocket. But with everything else he preferred a wire. Even his laptop... if he wasn't out and...
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Westcity
closest thing to a routine
as reply to Seaside Rest
For the rest of his stay at The
Seaside Rest
he never settled into a routine. Each day he did something new and different. This was a nice change from his regular life. A thousand miles east he did the same thing everyday. Wake up, eat a quick breakfast, drive...
Westcity
a mind game
as reply to Should be in Soon
He knew he couldn't trust her. But he could tell that she knew more.
Furthermore... he knew that she knew that he knew. He couldn't push her. If he pushed her too far, she would completely close herself off and then he couldn't get the answers he needed.
Patience was key. Wait...
Furthermore... he knew that she knew that he knew. He couldn't push her. If he pushed her too far, she would completely close herself off and then he couldn't get the answers he needed.
Patience was key. Wait...
Westcity
this could spell trouble
as reply to Story Going
and the story had to keep going.
Without a story... well her life would fade to black.
As her senses faded, maybe that's why she became more observant.
When she could walk fast. Lift heavy. see far. Hear faint.
Back then she didn't know jack shit what was happening.
Now that everything was darkening. she...
Without a story... well her life would fade to black.
As her senses faded, maybe that's why she became more observant.
When she could walk fast. Lift heavy. see far. Hear faint.
Back then she didn't know jack shit what was happening.
Now that everything was darkening. she...
Westcity
he owes me
as reply to Thought
The detective came in. The bell dinged.
"Hello. are you the manager here?"
"No," the lady said. She remained seated." The Manager is out for the evening. But I've been working here plenty long enough."
"Had a quesiton. Regarding the situation tonight. It seems that the security cameras were malfunctioning a little before...
"Hello. are you the manager here?"
"No," the lady said. She remained seated." The Manager is out for the evening. But I've been working here plenty long enough."
"Had a quesiton. Regarding the situation tonight. It seems that the security cameras were malfunctioning a little before...
Westcity
prince of mordor
as reply to He Heard
The police arrived roughly 20 minutes later. Maybe even a little sooner. Around 18 minutes if Blake had to guess.
The time went by pretty slow. All he thought about was the incident. Replayed it in his head. By the time the cops arrived he was ready to say what happened.
"So...
The time went by pretty slow. All he thought about was the incident. Replayed it in his head. By the time the cops arrived he was ready to say what happened.
"So...
Westcity
a distrubance
as reply to Okay, Yeah Okay
The man took a deep sigh and walked into his room. He was finally here. After weeks of listening to that awful but catchy tune on the radio while seated at a gas station out in the middle of nowhere. He had come to the source of the sound. By...
Westcity
couldn't hear
as reply to It Down
She saw everything. And wrote it down. Not everything but the important things. Pen on paper. Never typed. She didn't trust computers. Not like she thought someone was spying on them. She didn't trust that the things she wrote into a computer would be there for
time
to come. Files,...
Westcity
the kid is worried
as reply to Just Wait
The next morning felt like a Stephen King novel. White mist so thick you could barely see more than ten yards in front of you. He thought about his football coach. The running back one. "YOU DON'T NEED TO SEE ANY FURTHER THAN FIVE YARDS IN FRONT OF YOU WHEN...
Westcity
what blake needed
as reply to Opened the Window
There was a knock on the door. It frightened him. He put the cigarette out. Looked through the peep hole. It was the clean shaven kid who was at the bar earlier.
"Sorry sir. You can't smoke here."
Blake looked confused. "Oh of course."
"I mean. I'm cool with it. But Just the...
"Sorry sir. You can't smoke here."
Blake looked confused. "Oh of course."
"I mean. I'm cool with it. But Just the...
Westcity
what you're looking for
as reply to Clean Shaven
"What do you think that was about?" Blake was less curious about the two guys who had gotten into a scuffle. More interested in seeing how Imogen responded. To see what her relationship with the guy from the hotel was like.
"I don't know." her hand was closer to her purse...
"I don't know." her hand was closer to her purse...