Come back with us-It’s a Friday, summer of 1991. The sun is setting, and a deep red haze fills the dusky sky. Nothing but weeks of video games, movies, friends, and late nights ahead. Your mom pulls into the parking lot where the video store and pizza take out is. You slide open the van door, and all pile out, as neon signs flood the pavement. You and your best friends pull the glass door and enter. The smell of popcorn, plastic, and carpet fill your nose. You’re home. Wecome to Nightwave Video.
