/lit/ - Literature

Meanwhile 2 weeks prior:
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In the night there was a man who had arrived from the darkness. He seemingly evaporated from it, a ghastly spirit he was who held tightly to the briefcase he seemed to bring directly from the grave he was buried within. There wasn't anywhere to look when he entered, for he stammered loudly between the grunts he breathed out and slopped across the floor in a slumped stance over to the counter of just another Ohio gas station diner spaced cross the plains, which apparently stuck in a good variety of holes for corpses among the corn. Not only was he loud in comparison to the hushed tone of the tight-knit biker and truck community that were all sitting a good distance from the door on his entry, but his visage was queer for the area. A suit, while caked in a grotesque amount of the dirt he assumedly had funnelled out of in his frankenstein re-birth was draped over him like an oversized robe. It had been years definitely and the bones that could not even support the clothing showed - this is why it was shocking. The suit held to its own among the ripped plaid flex shirts, the button ups of tattoo ridden boyfriends who wanted to impress their girls who were too busy throwing up in the bathroom over the orgies from before, it was like the suit spoke of a whole new world.

In the silence, where the fryers rested in a constant buzz as they grilled, burgers occasionally spurt out juices for excess sound that conjoined in a shock as he began to shrill at the crowd.

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