Written for FOWC: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/05/07/fowc-with-fandango-outline/

Walking through the empty streets, Marcy had an eerie feeling of being watched. No one had returned to this part of the city since the shooting, there hadn’t even been any rain, so the outlines of bodies were still visible on the pavement. Marcy had lost count many streets ago.
©2020 CBialczak FIction
