Jacky, McFarland

You are just walking home, after a frustrating day at work, you take the alleyway you usually do, it’s raining outside and your clothes are wet, making you feel uncomfortable and vulnerable. An odd looking woman approaches you from the far side, a wide smile pasted on her face, and eyes that seem to bulge out of their sockets, an ominous and lingering feeling of disparity and un belongingness seems to trail after her.