[Rising out of the Nevada desert is a crowed hill of apartment buildings and twisting streets. Brick buildings twist and lean over cobblestone streets, brightly colored and decorated with crosses and stylized skulls, handmade signs identifying shops and apartments with morbid names like Deathbucks Coffee and Last Words Books.
It's night, and most people are inside their brightly-lit apartment homes, or closing up shops to go home, and the moon hangs low in the deep purple sky, dripping blood onto the streets below.
Stein is walking home from the school, after a particularity long day grading student essays. His tall, scarred form fits in a little bit better here than in Norfinbury, but it's still probably startling to turn the corner and see him looming there.]
Stein
It's night, and most people are inside their brightly-lit apartment homes, or closing up shops to go home, and the moon hangs low in the deep purple sky, dripping blood onto the streets below.
Stein is walking home from the school, after a particularity long day grading student essays. His tall, scarred form fits in a little bit better here than in Norfinbury, but it's still probably startling to turn the corner and see him looming there.]