The Thrill Of Life. Or Death.

The Thrill Of Death. The House of The Fallen. That was the first night I slept in the woods. Just a little stretch of trees and shrubs that surround my home that I was evicted from earlier that day. Evicted upon my own decision but assisted by the sheriff, nevertheless. Just to be on the safe side. It was still summer, a sweltering day even. How much of a shock