Dawn of Shadow
K A N E decided he would finally look into what was going on with Dawn when a group of tenants in his apartment building had begun complaining to him. Then he was finally sure that it wasn’t just him. He wasn’t going crazy. Something was wrong with her, and somethin needed to be done . Dawn moved in the apartment across the hall from him. Kane was the Landlord, a friendly old man, Hospital Worker on the Graveyard Shift until he retired. He lived by himself in a little one-bedroom at the fourth floor of his apartment building. It was always a mess. The green futon in the corner was covered in clothes; since he didn’t have any heating in his room and only two, thin sheets, he covered them in his dirty laundry to conserve what little warmth was available. His Computer was covered in dust, since he’d selected cable over internet this month. Things bothered him, sure, but Dawn had begun to grate on his nerves even before the Hudsons complained. Late in the evening, when he had...