Literature
Acts of Remembrance
Though the place was long-empty, it still called to him.
Sometimes it happened on the highway, while turning onto a different road or coming off an exit ramp. Sometimes it happened during a dive, just as he breached the surface. Sometimes Corona was with him. Usually, he was alone.
Whatever the situation, there would be the familiar subtle shift, and Umbra would find himself there.
And so it did, and he did.
The building was, for the most part, just as he remembered it... although in a certain, sad state of disrepair. The little drones that had cleaned and repaired the place and maintained the grounds had long ago powered down, never to c