Fragments Chapter 20 Page 1

Sprinting through the now drenched streets on his way back to where he parked Frank the Tank, Steve notices that it’s eerily quiet except for the sounds of the rain and the wind. The usual choir of demonic screams and rumble of marching ants has ceased. What’s left of the day, a mere crack of light on the horizon due to the monstrous black clouds overhead, is quickly fading into night. He stops for a moment and looks around, his vision fading along with the retreating sky.

My eyes are taking longer than normal to adjust to the dark… Strange. I thought that was just exhaustion. Maybe I should take a moment, let them adjust. I don’t want to run into something half blind.

He closes his eyes to give them the darkness required to