This was written for no particular reason, other than to express the backstory of one of my characters in a more creative way - I'm just stretching in the literary sense, you could say, and am looking for some feedback. <3
And finally, I hope that the title doesn't make this sound more exciting than it really is. :p
The Mad Man's Confessional
The room I was escorted into was sparsely furnished, with a table, two chairs, and a vast expanse of white walls. The floor was immaculate and smelled almost too sterile, and above my head shone innumerable fluorescent lights. This room wasn’t a compact space by any means, and very well lit, but the solemn, stagnant air inside reminded me very specifically of a confessional.
An attendant very graciously pulled out one of the chairs for me, and nervously I sat, hands folded in lap, briefcase by my feet. “We’ll bring him out shortly.â€