#in which a conman falls into a small town in the middle of nowhere and thinks he'll run a neat game

[crtalley]

ALAMEDA – 1. – the girl in the basement turns out the lights.

a little bit of writing to celebrate the fact that i'm finally actually writing again. this is just a silly project with silly characters that I pingponged onto because I'm not doing great, but it. feels nice, really. full image text:

Malcolm Bettany squints up at an unforgiving sunrise and tries to wish away the headache building behind his eyes. He woke up sometime around midnight on the passenger train carrying him away—from anywhere, to anywhere—and stumbled out onto the first platform with his ticket in one hand and his briefcase in the other. The only clothes he brought with him are the black button-down shirt and slacks he’s wearing that might have been pressed and pleated, once, before he took a nap and woke up a few hours too late. He clears his throat and comes up with a dozen questions, settling on: “What did you say this place is called?” The person standing next to him on the platform is dressed in a frankly offensive array of mismatched floral attire. They straighten daisy-shaped gold glasses over keen gray eyes and stare out at the horizon the same as him, but there’s no shame to them. Not in the way they hook their thumbs into the pockets of their rose-printed corduroy pants, and not in the way they look artfully ruffled even in the worst, pinkest tropical hibiscus shirt he can imagine. “This is Alameda,” they tell him. “Don’t you remember what we talked about?”

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