Alice was walking home from work through a deserted park. It was late in the evening, she was tired and this was the shortest route, so she took it, without second thoughts.
Alice was in her early 20's, almost out of college and lost in life( just like any 20's something kid).
While smoking her last cigarette, with a heavy heart from recent romantic failure, Alice strolled through the dark park. She breathed in the cool, midnight air and felt strangely at peace.
She always felt better at night. It's as if the night air soothed her tormented soul.
Of course, it's a bit pretentious to say something like that about a young girl's soul, but nevertheless, Alice always felt as if she was wasting her time,
that there were greater things in life. More adventures, more fun more...everything... She felt as if she were betraying herself just by living this uneventful life.
A sudden red flicker in the corner of her eyes made her stop the steam of useless and draining thoughts. It was a cigarette , but nobody was seen to be holding it...