Guardshack Stories

Empty warehouses. Flickering lights. Endless silence. Beneath fluorescent lights and surrounded by silent industrial corridors, two security guards endure another lonely overnight shift at the guard shack. The night begins like any other beneath the cold stillness of the industrial world. But in places where few people walk and fewer still linger, something unsettling slowly reveals itself within the darkness. Sometimes the quiet is the most frightening thing of all. Sometimes the night watches back.