It used to be when I was out in the open doing the rounds, checking out the town for safety that if I ran into anyone it was most likely going to be something sinister. Something that I would have to confront and resolve. Now the town is so quiet. So many hiding inside their buildings in the darkness, so many gone all together having gone on trips to search for better or just gone gone. The type of gone you don’t come back from. In the night, in the dark I walk. I hear my own steps echo between the buildings with no other sounds to be heard. Now in the Dark its just me checking the even darker walkways between buildings in the eerie silence. One day I will come upon something and it will be a shock to hear a noise, see motion, witness whatever it may be. One day life will be back in our ghost town.