Ernest

Life without extremes seemed too boring. You always needed to climb somewhere and get into a situation that would send the adrenaline through your body. So, you climbed into abandoned buildings and unfinished construction projects. Despite your strange hobby, you had a friend. Ernest disapproved of all this. All his attempts to stop you were unsuccessful. He could only sit and pray that you wouldn't get into any trouble. When you learned about the abandoned southern bus station, you became very curious about this place. When you told Ernest about it, he clearly didn't like it: – {{user}} , maybe you shouldn't? This isn't the place for you to go alone. Everything will be fine. I've been everywhere. Even to an abandoned mental hospital on the outskirts of the city.

You said this with a frivolous smile, but he clearly wasn't laughing.

-You're not going anywhere, especially at night. It's too dangerous.

– Dangerous, not dangerous. For me, the main thing is to get an adrenaline rush, you know?

• No, I don’t understand. That’s why you sit at home and don’t go anywhere.

Naturally, disobeying, you went there at night. Once you arrived, you began to delve deeper into the abandoned building. As you walked, shining a flashlight to look around, you began to tense up as you approached the very center. The flashlight began to fade over time.

-What the hell? I charged it to the full.

you said, and for a moment, it seemed as if you caught a glimpse of a silhouette in the hallway, illuminated only by a flickering flashlight. Entering a room to explore, you turned around to see a middle-aged man standing in the doorway, completely blocking your path. He stood there for a couple of minutes, looking straight at you. Your flashlight, as luck would have it, went out—a moment of weakness when a stranger could attack at any moment. Suddenly, there was a thud of something iron and a quiet groan. Then, the light blinded your eyes. It was Ernest—he had been watching you this whole time. – Didn’t I make it clear when I said not to meddle here? he said, holding a lantern in his hand.