Elam, the name of the former madman, goes where we go and lives where we live. He hangs on every word that Elijah passes on to him.
Sy’s parents invited us (Elam included) around to the back of their residence where they supplied us with food. Elijah again tried to persuade them to go to their son, adding that the city’s days are numbered. They declined again, but this time I sense some hesitation.
We turned our faces to the city center. Along the way Elam stopped at each cross street and called out the dire warning. “Twenty nine days!”
Elijah spoke on the administration building’s steps. They still deny us access.
The crowds are getting bigger and linger longer.
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