"A ROT, A POISON. YOUR DREAMS HAVE GROWN SICK. THE SKY DARKENS, GREAT GLOWING ORBS OF UNKNOWN COMPOSITION FALL FROM THE SKY. THE LANDLORD COMETH; THE SKYSCRAPERS QUIETLY FOLD IN AND CRUMPLE. A STICKER ON THE EMBERS OF AN SUV: 'DON'T BLAME ME, I VOTED FOR SATAN'"
