C77 One way or another

Date = 10 July

River disappeared hours ago, and it’s partly my (hormones’) fault.

Place = San Francisco (Some industrial harbor site)

I’m not even sure where we are.

POV - Enrique

The docks always have that metallic silence at night. A different quiet. It vibrates peacefully — a faint wind that slithers between shipping containers, the distant clang of chains