I swing my heels, letting them kick up just high enough for them to hit the pipe I was perched upon. I let Theo go ahead, I was too tired.
In front of me was a giant tent with a crowd of people inside, but I could only make out silhouettes through the steam that was rolling out of its sides. I think he was in there somewhere.
I look up and come face to face with the Tower. I turn away and try to search the sky instead. K saw nothing, no clouds, no stars, no moon. Sometimes lasers would Shiite from behind me into the black. I traced their straight inhumane lines until they clicked off.
I thought of Lina and wondered what she would think of me. I will never forget the way she looked at me when I told her I had started smoking. I hate thinking about that. I always get this clenching in my chest, a cold hollow sucking feeling. I don’t recommend it.
Theo appeared before me and beckoned me to an empty stage just beside the tent.
“C’mon! Paul Ka is playing! I promise, after this we can go to sleep. I promise!”
I shrug, climb off my pipe and follow him.