The Industrial City
Jessica was having night sweats again. She was running a slight fever and droplets of
sweat were falling from her breasts on to her stomach. It was still lockdown in her
complex and dawn was more than three hours away. She rolled over to the side of her bed
and threw up into a metal trash can. She could hear the red brown acid rain hitting the
window. It was still night and a fierce wind was blowing outside.
She carefully took a small match and lighted a half burnt candle. Instead of illumination,
the candle instead started to create a dancing shadow of demons against the wall. Total