The Section
The flood lamps were on poles each man had five they hauled them up on a system of pulleys and nothing was electric the power was atomic each light hissed against the rain like a beehive the atomic lights were bright much brighter than a stadium light lights up at night. They ignored the people gathering around them and concentrated on getting the perimeter set the mental processes working hard in men used to taking orders. When they were finished the lights lit a section. The section was only the length of a football field and there was several houses intertwined in the inbetween section. The section disappeared. The section dissipated like an old worn out sock the lights were not the reason but they could not be ignored. Each man rocked a little on his heels back and forth like someone winning a fight. The people quite quickly recovered their voices and suddenly it was pandemonium until they quite quickly elected an official spokesman for the section.
“The Light?” “The light is not the reason for the disappearance of the section?”” The Light?”
“What power did you use to make the houses dissipate?” But the men were moving out each man carrying only the lights he was assigned.
“Power?” “ Power?” The last man turned to the spokesman and clearly intoned,
“GOD removes the section we only bring the lights so that we get to watch.”
