14 OUR ENEMY STARS
Our journey finally has found its next destination; the shadow fog dissipated, and views of the world showing only one world. This place looks as though lashed bloody in a storm, pieces of buildings and vehicles scattered about, the remains of animals and humans visible as though there are none to bury the dead or clean up the detritus of the natural elements.
Mark looks at us. “I take it this is the world where ‘Man is deposed.' It fits. I see a lot of Man-pieces laying about that looks deposed. Anybody have any idea what happened here?”
Just as Mark finishes his question, there is a loud sound like clapping thunder from a location some distance away, obscured by the timberline. A man bolts out of hiding from behind the nearest bit of building flotsam and begins to r
