Passing out through the heavy wooden doors they were back on the outskirts of the city Plumduff and Armitage had first visited in search of Periscope. Night had fallen and the streets blazed with neon in pinks, yellows and blues. Stars burned bright in the sky above and twin moons hung heavy in the sky like a pair of watching eyes.

There are points in your life when things become too much and you simply have to insist that enough is enough and you will no longer play along and be buffeted and tossed by the universe. For me, this was one of those moments.