The Suicide Sun
Chapter one: The Long Haul From the diary of James Down: Friday, January 20th. Sometimes I think I’ll survive the long haul. The odds are against it (they’re long odds), but sometimes I think I’ll make the journey. Then I look around–and I don’t have to look far, or for very long, the evidence is all around, in body bags–and I realise that nobody really makes it, nobody has the stamina. We’re all exhausted. Everybody’s knackered from all the effort it takes just to stand still. Standing...