Lunestra
Jenson put on his goggles and flipped the switch that turned on the vision setting. What had been close to black, with only the dim silvery light of the moon that hung in the space-dark sky to supplement the pale street lights jumped to life. He could see more clearly now, the places that the street lamps didn’t reach. The city couldn’t very well be plastered with street lights right beside each other, after all. On each lamp post was plastered a poster he didn’t want to be reminded of. His sister’s face stared out below the word ‘Missing’.