Literature
The Factory {PREVIEW}
“Come on, it’s fine!” Yang nudged Tissues farther into the dingy room. A while back Yin-Yang and Tissues had made an offer with a man. They were getting rid of an old lamp, and the man agreed to take it in, but only if they came at a certain date. Today was now the day, and Tissues was beginning to regret the decision. He clutched the dingy lamp as he shuffled into the room. Yin-Yang followed inside and shut the door behind them. The afternoon light help illuminates the single roomed house, but the windows were covered in such a thick layer of dust that the room had a dim sepia glow. Yin flicked the light switch, but the