Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 13: The Hunger of the Lost

At first glance it appears to be no more than shadow, until the watcher realises that the sun falls direct onto that corner. Where there is shadow there should be blinding light. What then is that strange conformation of darkness? The watcher leans closer, peers into the bars. A low hiss, as of steam escaping an over-boiling pot, rises from nowhere, from everywhere, seethes through the air as though it has taken life, taken voice–and that voice beguiles, caresses, terrifies.

The watcher begins...