Blue Shadows

Shadows stretched and fell over the sidewalk, the wind an ever so slight whisper and the smell of rain lingering in the autumn air. Red leaves swirling in the wind and tip-toeing over the road. A black cat slips around the corner, a dead rat hanging limply in its mouth. The sultry coo of a pigeon rings out eerily in the cold air. A dark figure hurried along the path, a fine veneer of fog curling around the graffitied buildings. The figure knocked on a large factory door and slipped through, quickly shooting a furtive glance over her shoulder. A flash of blue hair and she was gone.