Chapter Five: The Man Who Always Delivers

They crossed forty meters of nothing and a dozen barricades, crashing directly into Lost Property. The price tore loose in the wind. Shen forgot why he had first picked up a camera. He remembered its model and aperture, and that his father had pawned a watch to buy it. He no longer knew what he had wanted to photograph. Transparent name badges hung throughout the station, dripping black water. Lu Yuan found his, but put it in the medical case instead of on his chest. “A name isn't a uniform. After this delivery, I'll decide who wears it.” Daystar found half a child's drawing in the deepest room. The black sun had been cut away, leaving only the silver hands supporting it.