Chapter 10 - The Purple Drug

Chapter 10 - The Purple Drug

Georgia made her way through a narrow alley on her route back from a stroll. The day was cloudy, casting a dim, gray light that made the shadows stretch longer, causing an uncanny look in the alleyway. She wore her sunglasses, as always, her cane tapping gently along the uneven pavement as she walked. Though she was pretending to be blind, her sharp eyes scanned her surroundings constantly. She had grown accustomed to the subtle shifts in the atmosphere, the change in the wind, the quiet rustle of leaves, the hurrying footsteps of people going about their day, and the whirring sound of cars, but today felt different.

As she moved forward, she noticed a figure standing still, half hidden in the shadows near a wall. Georgia’s steps slowed, cautious. Today, she had not seen the man — Antler, who had been watching her, but she recognized the ragged old man before her. It was the same homeless man who had bumped into Antler at the grocery store last week. She r