CarterBrazensky, The Reader
Hi, My name's Carter.
I didn't really know where to go with writing but then I started with some sort of horror and I think that's gonna be my brand now haha.
It was a typical afternoon dinner.
Me and my dad on the dinner table at about 6:00 PM on a Saturday. Then, things went wrong.
Pardon me if this story will be pretty rough hahaha, This be my first storygame to ever finish.
The time was set with red paint spray onto a metal door. The door was part of an abandoned industrial building. I tried asking around but no one really knew what the building used to be for, and I'm certainly too socially anxious for me to be able to ask the local authorities.
I took my sweet time, just gawking at the photo I took of it on my low-end, almost-dead, but working phone. What if... What if I went in at on 9:42?
Once an esteemed employee at Vernon Hill Corp. Now, just a lonely guy living in an apartment he once shared with his loving wife.
His days now filled with lament and suffering, the space is a mess.
Then suddenly, a knock on the door fills the room.