After leaving the plant, absolutely disgusted with what he saw and what he had to worked with, he took a stop at the zoo where his father used to bring him to.

Ever since the Transition, there were no animals other than birds there. It was abandoned, forgotten. Not by him though, and not by the person swaying there feet on the bridge.

He sat in the lions den for a bit, smoking. Thinking, even though he didn’t want to.

His father was going crazy. Was crazy. Is crazy.

He started to walk the zoo. He looked at the several dens, the aviary and then person sitting on the bridge.

The stain glass window of Icarus above them.

He knew the story..Icarus laughed as he fell because he knew if he fell, he once soared.

Maybe he could soar. Get away.

He just stared at the person. Maybe they wanted to soar as well.