Scumville- Part 7
Macabre Monday/Horror
Barracks district, even from five hundred yards away, brought Trent's certainty tumbling downhill faster than an idiot child who's found the rubber of a huge truck tire and decided to roll down their sloping front yard in it. Sure, it seems fine at first, maybe even fun, until the fractious little dolt realizes there's cross traffic about this time of d…