Dragonfly
“To the left, a little shopping mall, closed, the stores dark and barred in steel. To the right, it opened into a dim red-lit lobby. Low-hanging fiber optics sparkled from the ceiling, a waterfall of garish purple, and in the lobby’s center stood a huge plastic flower arrangement in vivid scarlet, proclaiming this as the place I was looking for. Tacky, lowlife, deserted.Swiftly, I padded across the lobby and into Madame Tulip’s. Red lightbulbs gleamed sickly above the row of cracked plastic door...s on each side, and nylon carpet crunched under my feet like it hadn’t been cleaned this century. No one in sight.Closest to the lobby was room 100. I stalked quietly down the corridor, eyeing each door for movement. Sweat trickled down my midriff and into my shorts. 120. 125. Snatches of sound: a sports vidcast, a porn movie, someone snoring. 150. A horde of monstrous roaches scuttled by my feet, their feelers brushing my ankles. 178. 180. 181.Light seeped under the broken-edged door, and with it muffled conversation.MoreLess
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