Can't get enough

Friday night is slowly drawing towards the “Witching Hour” and despite promises, Deacon is still with the Tunnel Webs.

“If you sleep with dogs you’ll wake up with fleas,” his stepsister had cautioned.

“Chill out. So a few of them made mistakes, everyone deserves a second chance.” He had retorted. “They’ve done me no harm.”

“Well don’t come crying to me if you spend a night in the cells.”

Deacon knows she’s right. It is only a matter of time before he is arrested and then…well, he fears where his Stepfather’s wrath will lead. Yet, it’s the high stakes that motivates his rebellion.

Rain drenches him as he staggers across the road into Cuba Mall. Pedestrians avoid eye contact with the Tunnel Webs. They feel intimidated in the same manner when bullies had once tormented him in the playground.

Prospecting for the Tunnel Webs is addictive, and Deacon cannot get enough of it.