I start back and blink into the gloom at the large eye which fills behind filaments of blond light the left hand side of the screen. Down the other half, crossing the room, a city street with night and rain. A door is silently pushed shut.   Has the hit-man been sent on his mission? I feel the damp seep into the bone, the creeping chill. If thjs goes on things might grow about this arid place. But what has sunk into the well of sleep?   They’d come with knives and guns close to its brim, and I ponder […]