PART 2: What Lay in Front of Him
In front of him stood a rusted shipping container resting on concrete blocks in the middle of an overgrown field. Its corrugated metal walls were patched with blue tarps and scrap plywood, holding together against the damp Kentucky fog. Smoke billowed weakly from a rusted stovepipe jutting out from the roof, drifting toward a dilapidated … Read more