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The picture before you depicts a dark alleyway. It was around midnight. Trash littered the concrete below, and on the wall there's a mural depicting The point of view of the picture is a man, 22 years old. He had just finished drinking the night away after he had lost his job to another wave of layoffs. Sad, considering that was the fifth time something like that happened. Doesn't matter now. He approached a driver at the end of the alleyway, His ride home. The driver sat expectantly yet dreadfully. He likely wasn't looking forward to the smell of alcohol, vomit, and piss that he'd have to wash out of the car seats. It didn't matter though. He didn't notice me. He didn't notice me watching out of the window. He didn't notice that I had saw him wander into the isolated space between the buildings, just a little to close to the shadows. By the time the driver saw the door open it was too late. The man was dragged into the dark, and he would never be found. He is with us now.