Greg motioned to take his seat again after the drowsy girl seemed alright. But, he found his body stopping itself, and he looked around again at all of the customers before looking back at the girl. Something was just... off, not just with them individually, but as a collective group. And that...
Greg hadn't noticed the girl collapsing until it was far too late. He toppled over, drink of water in hand, before crashing to the floor. The glass of water managed to spill over his hand before crashing to the ground and shattering. Already he could feel the once loose liquid begin to harden...
After hours of wandering around, Greg felt a great thirst in his parched throat. Not a lot of places seemed open at time, so the bar that rested directly to his right would have to do. Entering its inside caused Greg's nostrils to be assaulted by the tavern's stench, something that was a mix of...
The distant blare of a car horn woke a young man from a paranoid sleep. Groggily, he looked around his surroundings through the thick film of the night's darkness. It hadn't been long before the last time he awoke, about thirty or so minutes ago, he supposed. In his dream, Greg watched himself...