In the suburbs, a house stands.

You've seen it before, haven't you ?

It looms over you, almost as if you were an ant.

It is almost frightening, or impressive. Cowardly ?

You’re not sure which. Vespertine.

There were people in there at some point.

It is so hard to imagine, yet you know.

Maybe not here. Maybe somewhere else.

You could go back to it.