Jake Higginson

Asylum

This promotion was the last thing I was expecting, especially after the incident that happened just months before. The roads began to narrow as I headed down towards the seaside village, which spread out before me in the shape of a giant horseshoe. Wiping away the mist from the windscreen with the back of my hand, I could see the sea in the distance, black and angry as it crashed against the cliffs. As I neared the town, the radio started to hiss and spit until I lost signal completely. I made the rest of the journey in silence.