Chapter Three: Hate Has A Name

↩️ Chapter Two Luna’s neon sign hums back at me. I laugh maniacally to myself. It’s fitting that this would be my final resting place. I make my way in, past the customers, managers, cashiers, and baggers, and reach the dairy aisle. I push through the Employee Only entrance and open the walk-in dairy freezer. MyContinue reading “Chapter Three: Hate Has A Name”