The next morning, I left my room at the break of dawn, shook as I was by what I had seen in the red dusk the day before. As I was heading back the way I came. I noticed a sign that I somehow missed. Perhaps there are lighter times that way?


"Sign, sign
Everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery
Breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign?"
-- Les Emmerson