Harper Hargis
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The Night Shift
It’s not my ideal environment, but I’ve been to worse clubs. The first detail that I notice is how well it’s been hidden. It’s incredibly exclusive; you can only find it if you’ve been to the club before, or if you know someone who’s been to the club before. I, as part of the latter, pick apart the text message that details where I’m supposed to go. ‘In the Old Marina Boat Yard, the third warehouse to the back.’ The big metal structure is empty, save for a manhole cover in the front corner. ‘Open the cover and go down the stairs.’ They’re rusty and dripping with condensation, but that’s how everything is in Western Seattle. The stairwell leads to a dark and damp intersection of tunnels. ‘Take the left turn until you reach the door. Tell the bouncer you’re meeting me.’
By Harper Hargis 5 years ago in Fiction
