Death Comes a Knocking
Apr. 22nd, 2020 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
A pretty young woman is walking around a desk, that has lots and lots of files on top of it. Every now and then she stops, picks up a file, hums to herself, and then puts it back on the pile. Her fashion can be best described as Gothic, as she wears mostly black, and has a large silver Ankh necklace. She also carries an umbrella with her, which she twirls in her hands every now and then.
She grabs a chair, and sits in it, upside down, with her legs up in the air, and watches people pass by from that point of view for a long time.
Then she asks her questions. "Seems to me that a lot of people have found a second chance by coming here. And I am curious... what have you accomplished with it?"
She grabs a chair, and sits in it, upside down, with her legs up in the air, and watches people pass by from that point of view for a long time.
Then she asks her questions. "Seems to me that a lot of people have found a second chance by coming here. And I am curious... what have you accomplished with it?"