My Old House
circa 1992
Someone has guided me to my old house. I approach the right-hand side of it, and the person warns me of the people inside. Ignoring the warning, I scoff and start to walk towards the garage. Several shotgun blasts come from windows and doors. I run through the empty garage and then through the screen door and look into the kitchen. Nobody is there. I walk back out and make my way to the back yard. There are tons of guys waiting for me, and they shoot at me from all parts of the house. I run through the back yard along the border of the neighbor's yard on the left. I think I find some trails later.
posted by Phlegm at 11/04/2003
