00:00We told ourselves it was just a building, just concrete and glass, with someone else's god
00:07peeled off the sign. The parking lot sprouted weeds along the cracks, and the wind pushed
00:14paper cups into the storm drain like soft bones. The first time we went, near the end of May,
00:22around 11.15, there was a grey SUV sitting nose in at the curb, engine off, a man inside watching
00:30us through glass that held our reflections like stains. Then, out of nowhere, a girl's scream
00:38shattered the stillness, a sound too alive to be a prank. We ran then, our laughter a desperate
00:46attempt to mask the shock, because our lungs had to choose between air and fear, and fear
00:53won.
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