|
|
Post by Lachryma on Jun 21, 2007 23:39:28 GMT -5
Lachryma looks up at the stars from the mouth of the alley as trash blows around her feet. There were always back doors at the cinema, weren't there? She couldn't remember. But the outside air was nice, even if the slight smell of smoke swirled about.
Lachryma sighs and looks over her shoulder. She just has to know what happens next. The emergency exit door is a little tricky to reopen without sound, but she manages well enough. Despite the lack of fresh air, it was nice to be back in the darkness of the cinema.
|
|