A week had passed since the Judge's first appearance.
The rain showed no signs of stopping.
According to the first forecasts, the weather should've started improving by now. Instead, the water gathered higher along the roads, and several shops placed sandbags near their entrances.
The rain was supposed to stop, but it didn't as the forecast continuously changed.
Nobody seemed particularly certain anymore.
Still, the city couldn't remain stopped forever.
People returned to work. Shops reopened, and the crowds gathered near the Gates gradually became smaller. Those who stopped to look usually stayed only long enough to take a picture before moving on.
Nothing else happened, and no new Gates appeared.
The existing ones remained where they were, their dark openings showing the same empty courtroom.
After a while, people started getting used to them.
But their presence still lingered like the dark clouds across the sky.
*
"Anything?"
