last train

She walked aimlessly through the rustic road.The muddy road  twirled and twisted  to uncertainty. The wind howled as if  it had gone crazy . .Occasional beeps of the phone warning her of low  battery added to the insecurity . .It was not the darkness that  she feared but her own kind..

 

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