don't they know it's the end of the world
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     He could recall, however vaguely, the night in which the ghosts had come. Perhaps it had been a dream his son had made all too real. Perhaps it had been nothing at all but the heroin and the diseases in his skull. Flicking an ear towards the boy, Ahren smiled in a curious way that did not meet his eyes. “Seeing is believing,” he offered cryptically.

    A beam collapsed in one of the buildings, crashing through to the ground in a heap. It sent fireflies rushing up to the dark night sky, vanishing into some empty abyss where all the fading visions went. He stared ahead, captivated, unable to break his gaze with the living, breathing element. “You’re here, aren’t you,” he added, unaware he had spoken aloud.





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