#bridgefordstart

[a-law]

The man looked over the ruins, they were so close to where he had grown up and yet the town had never felt like a home. He took a deep breath, feeling the cold in his lungs. He couldn’t return to Old Bridgeford until there were fewer humans about, so he sat himself on a rock staring at the old church. “Is it just me... or does that just get taller everytime i see it?” He grumbled to a fellow loiterer. 

[beniswright]

Ben turned, his light eyes wide, his brain taking a moment to realise what had just happened. Though he wasn’t quite sure. What was that? He stumbled through the woods, his legs running as fast as he could. His morning jog hadn’t gone as planned. Something was in the woods... and he was certain it wasn’t human. That sound... He could feel his side burning as he managed to make his way back to the road into town, letting out a breath when he saw someone... a person. “Did you see anyone else out here?” he breathed, trying to sound casual. They’d probably think he was crazy.

[beniswright]

Ben stood behind the wall, letting out a breath as he waited for his parents to go out of view. He turned, noticing someone behind him. “Should I admit that I am 39 years old and hiding from my parents?” he said, laughing slightly. 

[meaningofgray]

Dec flopped into the chair, rubbing his tired eyes. “You know it’s been a busy long day when you’ve lost track of your caffeine consumption.” He paused. “And yet I still want another cup.”