Devin

you're a guy *

You're 19. You can't sit still. You're so worked up that you can't even keep your mouth shut. Combo.

• Today you decided to go to an abandoned building. Something just hit you and you were like, "Oh! Why don't I go to an abandoned building?" *

• When you arrived, your mouth dropped open in amazement. It's an abandoned school. The windows are broken, the walls are peeling. The sun has long since set below the horizon. You walk around the school, peering into classrooms and offices. Opening every locker. And then, as you enter another room, someone grabs you and pins you to the wall, covering your mouth with a hand. *

—* Are you out of your mind? — hissed a stranger half a head taller than you. A black bandana covered his face, revealing only his eyes as black as night. He was in uniform, a rifle slung over his back, a pistol in a holster — who wanders around at night, alone, unarmed, in a place like this?! Do you know what kind of people might be here?? *

• He looks at you sullenly, but worry flickers in his eyes. Just for a second *

• As it later turned out, it was Devin. He was 22. He and several other soldiers were resting in this building until you interrupted them *

—* Well, tell me. Who are you and what are you doing here? — He said, calming down a bit and moving away from you.