Dark Alley (04-18-2018)

It was the kind of place you didn’t go to because that’s where bad things always happened.
But she liked it bad and wanted something to happen to her. Badly.
So that’s where she went.
It was dark and dingy, damp, and dirty.
A place that attracted the devious, the depraved, debauchery, and the Devil himself.
Moonlight didn’t touch there, and it has even more rarely seen sunlight.
The rats and men were nearly indistinguishable.
It was a place where people threw out their trash, which included corpses.
Usually women.
Usually raped or mutilated.
The police call it “Deadman’s Den”
Because you’re a dead man if you set foot there at night.
But she knew the night.
Had been acquainted with Death.
On knowingly familiar terms with bad guys and the Boogyman.
And she liked it bad.
And she wanted bad things to happen.
She sighed with contentment as she stepped into its darkness,
And disappeared.