MAG 35: Old Passages

[Day 35/200]

In the doorway leading back to the stairwell stood a thin figure. He looked to be in his late teens, I’d guess. He was dressed all in black, with heavy looking boots and a T-shirt with the logo of some band emblazoned on it. His hair was long and greasy, almost down to his shoulders, and looked to be dyed almost the same black as his clothes.