Then I was in a city of the future. Everything was damp and dark. There didn't seem to be any roads, just an endless maze of alleyways. The alleys never seemed to end, but would occasionally weave inside buildings. Much to my surprise Durango popped out from around a corner, "C'mon [Desomniac] we need to get going. I followed him through one of the buildings, losing sight of him for only a moment. I ran after him, but took a wrong stairwell. It led to a ledge, with no railing, over looking an alley. He was beneath me. I ran back down and caught up with him. After a while I asked where we were going and he replied, "Breckenshire, you'll know it when we get there." We never got there...
I'm going to close with a little treat that I found on Duh.Blog...

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