Garth Marenghi’s Darkplace | Episode Four | The Apes of Wrath
The moonlight shone down on the place, unhindered. The gnarled parapets jagged upwards, like a bony hand of icy indifference. In the background there was a pigeon. Who knew how long the place had stood there? Forty years? Fifty years? Tempus immemoria, i.e. always? But it was a bad place, that much was certain. A very bad place indeed.