NEW YORK CITY, October 25th, 2056

Abstract

Hine lowers his phone camera. It’s happened. Ellis island, dark. The report had warned. Still,disbelieving his own eyes. Looking across, all Lower Manhattan in blackness. Pitch. His gazewanders, further up the island. Nothing. Deep darkness. Uncanny. No one? No shouts,screams, voices even, no horns, no alarms. Surely. Someone. Shock? Water. Flood barriershave failed. Christ, those people. Or those that remain. Automatons, Co-bots, except forsupervisory Human Co-leagues. Thousands?