We fear most what we cannot see. Our protagonist has been walking for days on end—for what purpose? Good, evil, revenge, escape? Should we pity or fear the tortured man who once walked among us?
Taking visual cues from the canon of classic 80’s sci-fi, most of the story unfolds overnight in a destitute underground parking lot. As the song breaks into its instrumental finish, we are transported to an affluent residential neighbourhood, mid-day, jogging, clean.
The story fumbles many knots without untangling any of them, clearing in front of us a path of endless questions.
By Pascal Huot
KD P400 Ptra