End Wave. pg. 10. Hush.

Days.

Days.

Daze.
Dazed.

Afternoon silence grew more silent as Fall grew colder. Reports of the vanishing continued. Reported: Suspicious Circumstances. Hundreds. Then thousands. In the thick of the cold. In the thick of the afternoon silence. In the thick of the suspicion. In the thick of the circumstance. Sparse afternoons were slowly turning to sparse nights. And still they waited and worked under the cloak of darkness.