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Monday, 6 August 2012
08:16:40 PM (GMT)
She stepped off her bike, enjoying the sound of crunching gravel under her shoes. 
The sun was rising, filling the suburban scene before her with yellow light. The
muscles in her legs trembled slightly; another all-nighter had left her exhausted,
but her determination was unscathed.  

No one seemed to be awake yet, and she had the world to herself for an hour or so as
she rode along the sidewalk.  There was no movement in the shadows, no sound but
birds chattering and dogs barking. 

Where had he gone?  

********

Night was before her, full of possibility.  Her nocturnal existence seemed permanent
at this point.  When was the last time she had slept through a night?  Weeks ago?
Months? 

Yet, every glimpse of him filled her with hope and fueled her determination.  And if
night was him chosen domain, she would meet him there. 

She rode past the abandoned train station; the tracks had been pulled up and
relocated long ago, and now the buildings were empty and broken.  Pushing her bike
into the shadows between two buildings, she entered one through a hole in the
shattered glass, being careful not to scrape herself on the jagged edges.  He was
here, she felt that.  But where?

Inside the building was spacious and open to the sky, the ceiling having decayed and
fallen in years ago.  Tangled weeds grew over broken boards and shard of glass, and
the tall brick walls were splattered with graffiti.  She stepped carefully, avoiding
the thorns and sharp objects that littered the ground.  A sound caused her to spin
around, towards one dark corner; was that movement? 

Was it her imagination? A trick of the shadows? What was that?
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