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Why did all these walls had to be so lifeless , I asked myself. “This building is like an exoskeleton of a factory. Or maybe an alien species that landed on Earth for our destruction.” I said as I gawked at the roof and numerous rooms we were passing by. Mr. Broadway turned around and smiled at me. I smiled back at the aged individual as he led me through the labyrinth that was the Alcatrax building. “You have quite the imagination, Mr. Garnt. Its difficult to find individuals like you today.” “Oh yeah? Why’s that, Mr. Broadway?” “Doesn’t the youth of today give up easily? They’re less confrontational and would probably agree with a mass-produced opinion rather than questioning it.” Mr. Broadway turned around to look at me. When he saw my disagreeing face, he turned around and continued to walk before saying,” Of course, I could be wrong. All I am is an old man looking into today’s culture from a distance far away. I, for every right reason, adore your attitude, Mr...

DISCLAIMER: THIS SHORT STORY IS BASED ON THE FACTS OBTAINED BY 'SASEBO SLASHING' & 'SASEBO SCHOOLGIRL MURDER'. ALL THE FACTS ARE TRUE, EXCEPT THE FICTIONAL ASPECTS OF THE STORY. THE AUTHOR IN NO WAY ENDORSES VIOLENT ACTIVITIES BY ANY INDIVIDUAL. ALL THE AUTHOR DID WAS INSERT FICTIONAL DETAILS THROUGH THE FACTS TO MAKE THE STORY MORE COHESIVE. MY LOVE AND CARE GOES TO THE VICTIMS' FAMILIES.  THANK YOU READERS                                -THE AUTHOR ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  The cold and ominous corridor broke its silence every time a tide hit its sides. I was not comfortable walking through the haunting corridors of ‘Museum of Silence’, but I had to do this if I wanted some inspiration for my novel. And thus, I h...