Alley

The last time he passed through an alley was long ago.

He remembered everything so vividly, every grotesque detail engraved into his mind.

The dried blood on the old brick walls, the lifeless eyes staring up at him. The horror of the last moments alive painted on the face.

He remembered the world blurring around him.

He remembered his hands shaking.

He remembered the fear he felt.

And he hasn't walked down another alley ever again.

A/N: Followed some advise and revised this piece. I hope it's at least a bit better! If anyone wants to read the old version PM me! Revision: 12/2/12