If Everyone Else Jumped Off A Bridge, I’d Consider It

Image by esudroff from Pixabay

Say I’m headed out to the Donut Shoppe one fine morning, but something is amiss. The streets are empty. The cafes, empty. The Walmart, empty. The gun stores, empty. No one’s in The Donut Shoppe… what in the world!? How am I supposed to get my glazed goodies!?

Then I’m driving by the Eerie Bridge, thinking about where to go next, and I see it.