![]() ![]() “Who will protect us?” the people wailed as they darted their gazes up toward the darkening sky in fear. Wavy heat lines rose from cracked asphalt, a reminder of the extreme temperatures that had descended upon a city of steel and glass. Neon lights snapped and crackled, burning against the coming dark, illuminating the faces of the damned and the forgotten. Darkened buildings loomed, towers of the rich and powerful, holding the populace in the palms of their diabolically malevolent hands. ![]() Horns honked in steel gridlocks, fists shaking angrily out the car windows. People scurried on the sidewalks, sweat dripping down their faces in streaks like tears, silently crying out for someone to save them from themselves. Steam (and brown water) leaked from manhole covers, creating a wet fog that smelled like desperation and a complete lack of infrastructural understanding. Near dusk, shadows stretched like reaching darkness, the heat from the summer day like molten claws to the chest, digging into the beating heart of a city under siege. ![]()
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