Short flash of afternoon sun and a walk into the darkened creaks a creepy sensation as the ears wiggle in the presence of a swinging door. From the blank of both sides, with no precursor or warning, two fluoro green vests peek from behind the closed. Watching and waiting in the wings to pounce and make notice and announcement. Sharply curt, the stench of bleach soon fills the room with a knocking of an empty door.
Soon Van - Saturday, 16 December 2006 - 17:36
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