What Was Home

An old photograph surfaces in your home — a place you have no memory of. When you bring it to your parents, their expressions shut down cold. They refuse to say a word. The address on the back leads to a long-abandoned apartment block, its windows dark, its hallways rotting from within. Once alive with tenants and noise, the building has been left to memory and rumor for years. You step inside, determined to learn what your parents are hiding.