Kemp seldom forms a specific impression of any day in his life. To him, each day is exactly the same: waking up in bed, getting dressed, going to work, killing time, returning to his bed, and then ending the day.
Looking back over his past, Kemp's short life seems to have been spent in this mundane manner, as if life is inherently dull and uninteresting.
In the midst of this boredom, becoming a Condenser was one of the rare days worth remembering. It was the day he stepped into the Extraordinary World. Fortunately, these days now include one more.
In the dull hues, a blinding light lit up Kemp's face, even Shelley, who was injured beside him, strained to lift his head and look at the fiery rain falling through the fog.
The blazing fire rain illuminated the ground like flares. Inside the light rail tram, passengers saw this burning light. People curiously leaned against the windows, watching the burning light in the fog, and speculating what might be happening there.
