Last night was another one those nights.

I went outside to lock up the cars for the night. A regular routine on a regular evening.

The truck was locked. I paused.

Something was...amiss...

...

It took me a moment to register what exactly it was that felt "off". It was everything! Everything was off. Nothing stirred in the dark, aside from the chirping of nocturnal insects. It was only midnight, but I couldn't see any of the regular vehicular or foot traffic that I would have expected to be out and about. A few cars snuck by on the nearby cross-street, but otherwise it seemed as though everyone had been swept off the face of the planet.

It would have been eerie if I hadn't been enjoying the silence.

...

Only six days before I leave?

Fuck.