I pulled up to the curb in front of the school library at about 5:30 p.m. The sun was low in the sky but still putting out plenty of light. I unlocked the door and went in.
I spent about two hours trying to catch up on school work. The clock on the wall suggested it was time for me to head home so I set the alarm and exited the building.
It was dark and misty outside with a drizzly rain hanging in the air. It felt like what I image being in the bogs is like. I could almost hear howling from the hound of the Baskervilles.
Is it just the Stephen King book I've been listening to in my car or is it really creepy out here?