The two of us held flashlights, but Imp was barely paying attention to hers. I walked in the lead of the group, with Imp a step behind me and to my right.
To top it off, the weather was getting warmer.įor bugs, all of these converging details made the city into a paradise. Trash bags were accumulating anywhere that people lived, here included, and when they had run out of trash bags, people had started littering, throwing their trash out the windows or leaving it in hallways instead. With exceptions for some of the luckier areas, pretty much every service was suspended, which meant no mail and no trash pickup. The city, and consequently the building, were flooded, which meant it was moist. Creepy crawlies riddled the building’s interior, and I hadn’t even used my powers to bring them here.
