Thomas gazed over the landscape from his vantage point: the maintenance door of an old clock tower standing tall over the city. The hands of the tower pointed to the time of quarter past eleven in the flashing light of the eternal storm. The city itself was a dark, Victorian metropolis that stretched as far as the eye could see with modified Tesla towers, looking like thorns growing from tree bark scattered across the landscape. Above, the sky was filled with black clouds and lightning: a side effect of the wireless electricity the towers produced.
Thomas hadn't been in the clock tower for the view though. He was searching for his target, a power amplification facility. After finding the squat, three story building looking like an electrified hedgehog with its domed, spiked roof with arcs of electricity darting across it. After identifying his goal, he then studied the path towards it through the labyrinthine streets and alleyways below. After memorizing the trail he would take, he ste