So Joshua what do you think of this place?’ the man asked brutally.
‘What can I say? It’s evil to say the least.’
Sitting next to the man was a bizarre occurrence something that terrified Joshua. 1,779 more words
It was Chooseday, 8:05 at Marylebone Station. Joshua sat on a bench waiting for the train to arrive. There was only a canopy protecting him from the rain that was lashing down, from the murky dreadnaught-grey sky, which turned to descending, vicious-black. 2,219 more words