A dark road. A small town in the countryside. Embury. It’s getting darker and I want to head home. A woman tells me where the bus leaves from, in the financial centre of the town. It’s actually one bus stop and a bank. I walk past it, convinced there’s somewhere else.
I realise my mistake, and circle back on myself. The road gets steeper and steeper until I can’t even scramble up it. I am engulfed in the darkness.