Wet Job Part 4: The Shadows Lengthen
The Neon Glow and the Whispered Secrets The neon hum of the city, a constant companion, thrummed through the reinforced glass of the observation deck. Below, the sprawling metropolis pulsed with a life I only observed, a tapestry woven with ambition, desperation, and secrets. This was where I existed, in the spaces between, navigating the…
