The Mount, Ex-Los Angeles, Monday Afternoon

Kathy stood under the Paramount Pictures arch, which at one point, had been the main gate separating the Mount from the rest of Los Angeles and the millions of dead that had been walking in it. She remembered it clearly, even though she wished she didn't. Her last memories of the gates had been fighting in front of them. She'd fought Gorgon there as one of Rodney's controlled puppets. And she'd fought Eliot there, trying to eat him while he'd tried to bring her home. In the end, he'd had to break her neck to get her to stop.

She wondered if that snap still echoed in his dreams the way it echoed in hers.

Not that she had slept much in the past few days.

( Just another day in ex-LA )

[Heavily adapted from Chapter Two of Ex-Communication by Peter Clines because chronology isn't the boss of me! NFI, NFB, OOC is love. Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV and then onto Part VI.]