MINDSCAPE

      PREFACE: This is a long-ass piece I wrote over the course of like a year I believe. I think it's good, but I will be adding more in the future. Caught Between Worlds Special thanks to Charlie, Infinity Frequencies and Beny Tchaicovsky, and–as always–Jillian “She Vinge on my Riley till I’m caught between worlds” The sky was a sheet of complete black that covered the city, with all the light from the stars stolen by the fluorescent bulbs of the countless high-rises. Shuttered and desolate were the stands that littered the streets, locked in a perpetual stasis, sitting outside shops which had not been opened in years and some which had never been open. There were no voices in the air, and the only signs of life were mere hints of human presence: echoing footsteps in the distance belonging to unknown people, a light on in an apartment building showcasing a blurry silhouette, the occasional sound of a door slamming shut. Above a derelict bar someone was watching the news...