Plastic Ghost
If you backed up a few feet and looked the other way from yesterday’s post of the shed, you’d see this: the main house at the abandoned ranch. Too bad it wasn’t windy enough to get that plastic a’flutterin’. 300-seconds of full moon with some warm white outside in the shadows and red from inside with the Protomachines flashlight. Yes, gross in there, another Casa de Hanta in a long line of Casa’s de Hanta.
