Shocked to see me, she looked lovely in that red coat. It's like time and space stopped for her; ghosts walked by her side, and her angels fled in cackles and screams. This is every-man's land, this city; it belongs to us all, yet at the same time none of us. The same solid grid dissipates into the river with only the skeletal remains of our ancestors strapped up in cables to lead the way to the ocean. It'd been a long time, little red riding hood, but in this city apparitions are inherent, with the water walls, there is no escape.