There is a town with far more homes than people. It stands vacant save for the few unfortunate fools with no other recourse than to imprison themselves there. Few wished to purchase a home that came with native residential rodents, but if the homes where infested then the public living spaces where overrun. People like Brie had learned to ignore the sound of skittering feet, the gnawing in their pantries and even the missing jewelry. They told themselves it’s just rats, no matter how heavy the steps in the dark.
The sun hung heavy with weariness in the west, exhausted after offering it’s luminous sanctuary for the day. Few things besides the light kept the incessant skittering relegated to the basement and Brie savored every second she wasn’t trapped behind the safety of her locked bedroom door. Precious few rooms in her new home where uninhabited after dark. If she was forced to return home after sun set she simply slept in the nearby hotel who received priority pest control service. However, after a year on the waiting list, Brie’s own appointment had finally arrived with a slothful knock.