even more so." Galenfea squinted. At least without artificial light her eyes were adjusting well to the dark. She could see the shape of the sign she was heading for and moved out into the middle of the road to keep away from doorways, broken windows and alleyways. SttQ walked beside her, shotgun at the ready. Galenfea didn't like guns as a rule - came of growing up in a country where they were all kinds of illegal, she guessed - but she had to admit that she was glad of this one. Fortunately, they made it to the soup shop without incident. Galenfea had never seen it dark. Somehow that was creepier than anything else.
Finally, she said, "It... would make sense. These things are nearly brainless, but not completely. They're predators, and all predators instinctively know it helps not to be seen. So, yeah, you're... more
"Same goes for the bots - galenfea,Mon Oct 11 13:57
at the soup shop. Suddenly, she said, "You know, just yesterday evening, I was in there with a couple of friends, celebrating a birthday. God, I hope they're safe. We always used to hang out there.... more
The dim light might have been playing tricks with her eyes, but she thought that the dark space where the door was ajar did widen a little. On the other hand, when she looked at another shadow for... more
over her shoulder. She could just discern the outline of a spambot as it stood framed in a doorway. It was facing them, surely, but... why wasn't it moving? Maybe it hadn't seen them yet. Deciding... more