The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.

“The sky was white but deteriorating fast. As always, it was becoming an enormou…”

“We smell the impact of traffic and humans. Humans and traffic. Back and forth. …”

“Hals und Beinbruch, Saukerl.”

“She didn't dare to look up, but she could feel their frightened eyes hanging on…”