Aftermath, The Sixth Chapter by DancesWithDeath, literature
Literature
Aftermath, The Sixth Chapter
It had happened like this countless times before. If Nicky could have, he would have groaned. It was his dream, his nightmare. That which plagued him when he was sleeping- when he was most vulnerable. It always started out the same. He'd be walking around New York, with his favorite brown hoodie sporting the name of the city. Everything was normal except that, even though it was daytime, there was nobody around. No tourists dodging into shops, no businessmen heading to their office or a meeting with their air of importance, no blissful young couples holding hands, and no homeless man asking for money. He would be walking home and,