Death and night are kindred spirits, unveiling the prelude to the Yellow Springs. It begins with a fear of the dead of night, a taboo buried deep in the soul.
A recent college graduate takes a job at Convenience Store No. 44 after receiving an email. With a pair of eyes that can see through everything, he watches the figures from the dead of night weave through the streets and alleys...
With my pen, I write what I will; through your eyes, you see what I see.
