We've got no clues about the perp.
We don't even have a sus because the sec with a mo's got a perf al.


Now this is the river, the man said, indicating a random mapcrease. We follow the road here along the eastern slope of the mountains. These are our roads, the black lines here. See these roads? The boy seemed confused. What’s the matter, the man said.

I thought it was singular. You know. "The Road.” [themillions.com]

The man’s eyes went wide. Where did you get those?

Get what?

The quotation marks.

The boy looked at his feet. Ive. Ive been saving them, Papa.

Well you can’t just use them like that. He took the boy’s face in his hands, more roughly than intended. Everything is precious. Everything. Do you understand?

The boy looked a little bit frightened. Yes Papa. I wont ever use them again. I promise.

The man turned back to the map, shaken by the boy’s profligacy. Had he learned nothing from the unending trudge? The harrowing woap? The rampled skoon?

Now, he said, turning back to the map. These are the state roads.

Why are they state roads?

Because they used to belong to the states.

But there arent any more states?

No.

What happened to them?

I dont know exactly.

The boy thought about that. Everything is very nebulous, isnt it, Papa?

Yes, said the nameless man to the nameless child, gazing out at the ruin caused by some massive anonymous catastrophe. Thats how we keep things interesting.