As Sissy and I walked over the glass littered floors of The Abandoned this Shattered skylight caught my eye. At first I thought it was a stray bit of sunlight sparkling from the ruined skylight, scintillating up into my eyes.
But later as I viewed the photo on my computer screen--it appears there is a face at the shatter point in the glass. A child's face? Perhaps one of the shadow people written about in the scrawls on the walls of The Abandoned? We may never know.
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