fauxcroft

Darkness filled his mind, was it the damp walls if his crumbling tenement or was it the sound of gnawing rats behind the walls, the sounds of neighbours screaming and shouting in arguements with each other. All and none of these things could have been the cause but his real anger was rooted in the fact that there was someone getting rich off the back of this shit hole. The wealthy landlord that refused to fix the place up but this was all his merge pay could stretch too. Due to a series of unfortunate events this is where he found himself in this mould cover dank room.

This is society we live in, the few prospering of the struggling people without a care for how they suffer.