The direction of this book came from the cover photo. It is an old railway tunnel called 'The Miler' where I spent my childhood to present spellbound by its presence. It's been used for Satanism, glue sniffing in the 70's, gang fights, suicides, arson, bunking off school and privacy. It's offered sanctuary to many, including thousands of bats which have since flown due to cars being set on fire. It has a haunting appearance and takes nerve to enter. When inside I like the light-show from the entrance. The vents on the roof (Pepper -Pots), when staring at the entrance from the inside in silence, make me think of many who hide from life and just want it done. As well as those who believe that the world was just made for them? Embracing life, partying, socialising, knowing the world will deliver without doubt. Do you venture outside to be skinned alive? Or have you never experienced darkness and never will? For many, hiding away until their time on earth ends is the only option. Killing Time.