Decks

Last night I was sitting in the library, and it is really creepy in the decks at one in the morning. Suprisingly there were lots of people in the library that late, but hardly anyone in the decks. I was sitting in the corner at a desk reading through material when I realized how really alone I was. It was also wierd walking on the broken tiles listening to them crunch beneath my feet. I kept waiting to fall through. I keep telling everyone that it is the perfect place for a horror film.