Bundle

Miller signed the bundle of papers with a black pen.

Miller handed the document over to Luke and smiled, his head was still whizzing however he steadied himself upon the chair that coated its self with his saliva.

Luke held the papers and stood up, his figure casted a deep shadow atop the man his shadow was swelled as well as his being.

Luke walked away, the shadow that consumed Miller grew fainter, Miller sighed a breath of relief, the air he exhausted from his body was moist, it dampened the air around him.