Chapter 2: Bricks and StonesIt was silly, but he didn’t want to press the light switch. He didn’t want to see them again. Their dried-up faces would forever be etched in his memory however hard he tried to forget. Brown leathery skin in some places, bones in the open in others.
He shuddered, but no matter how long he put it off, they would still be there. The dark didn’t make them go away, and neither did his pretending.
Cradling his injured hand to his chest, he ran his working thumb over the round button on the light switch. It was black—he remembered that from before. Gently caressing the button, he steeled himself and pushed.
The humming came first as if the wires were vibrating in the arched ceiling. Josh pressed his lips together, his gaze fixed on the wall in front of him. One af
