Just Curiosity

I finally went for that walk last night. I had my phone fully charged, my coat on, and my expectations set firmly to ‘low.’ I walked through the market, up past the church, and down toward the station. And you know what? I didn’t see a single thing worth posting. No shambling monsters, no secret military patrols, no chaos. Just a quiet Wednesday night in a town that’s seen better days. It frankly proves my point: if this ‘threat’ was real, it wouldn’t be able to hide from someone actually looking for it. The world is just as boring as it was yesterday. I’m going to sleep well tonight knowing that the only thing hauntng Stockport is a bit of bad luck and a lot of imagination.