THE COLD INSIDE
By AL BRUNO III
Thirty-six years in the dark had allowed his hate to grow and fester. When he was first imprisoned he had merely raged against the all-oppressing darkness, but soon enough his fury had given way to planning and plotting. After all, no prison was inescapable, no banishment was absolute.
Thirty-six years of strain had caused hairline cracks in the bonds that held him. Not enough to escape, not yet, but enough for his influence to be felt. Enough for him to set a trap and wait.
Thirty-six years had taught him how to wait.