William was hit by the night air and it woke him up. There was always something magical about the night, he couldn’t put his finger on it. He locked the door and after that, didn’t have any idea where to go next. No plans in mind, he turned left and started walking. Hopefully, by the time he got home the power would be back.
Half the streetlights were still on. It was strange to him but not worth thinking about too much. He started to walk at a slow pace. It wasn’t safe to do this but he didn’t care. There wasn’t much left to live for any more. The way he saw it, no one had much left to live for. The world was dying a long, slow death and safety wasn’t a concern to most people. Just making it to another midnight was his only plan, midnight always seemed so far away, no matter the time.
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