Kian Stopped banging against the door this was getting him no where. He sagged heavily against the door and picked up the Liberty Ale, he took a swig. It was disgusting, like liquidized cardboard. "How did they invent this rubbish?! Leeds may have been ugly, smelly, and rotten at its core but at least they had decent booze."
He cried out and smashed the bottle loudly on the ground. Why was he even here, and who had done this to him? He had come to this station to be away from everything and suddenly the whole world seemed fuzzy again, I was that just his head.
Kian still heard muffled words outside, and grumbled that they could not hear him. Suddenly he heard a loud click and a rumbling noise, and before he knew it the door he lent on pulled open with surprising speed.Kian landed flat on his back his already injured head taking another bang on the corridor outside the door. he grumbled a few well chosen swear words.