Watching the last of his co-workers leave was sobering.
Till next time, he thought as he watched the gates close one last time.
He was alone, truly alone at this point. The haze still smothered the cities below, but the normal and constant hum of activity had dissipated. There was an eerie stillness to the area, something he had never seen or felt before.
“I’m pretty sure they’ll have some electrical tape in the janitors closet.” He said aloud, talking to himself.
Walking through the corridors, he started taking note of the vending machines he had avoided in the past.