Day Two Hundred Ninety Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

A three story building whose top floor is half open to the elements caught my eye. It stands in a deserted section of a former industrial area. The perfect place to rest from our daily endeavors.

We have some distance to travel to get to inhabited areas, but that’s a plus too.

We struck out down one long avenue and came back on the parallel boulevard.

It was upon the return that I saw her again. And she saw that I saw her. She came over to me.

I spoke first, saying nothing was going to stop what will happen at the end of the next two weeks.

She offered me a meeting with Elam.

So I went with her.