LupoBorracio

The dark, blue room surrounded Jon as he placed the last of his books into his backpack. A thin layer of blue-dyed plastic covered the one window in the room; other than he and his backpack, the room was completely empty – no toys from ages past, no bed, no computer, no speakers, nothing. Outside of the room was a dirty, dusty set of rickety stairs that always creaked on the sixth step down from the second floor. On the walls, both small and large spiders made their webs where they would sit and wait for prey. An exceptionally large tiger spider had captured a fleet of flies for his dinner. Paintings of long dead, ancient relatives covered