THE BATTLE OF THE DARKNESS

The people march toward the Council through streets already overflowing with revolution.

Graham moves above the Moving Ways surrounded by guards while the vast crowd below chants and advances.

Then the lights begin to pulse. White globes dim, recover, dim again, and finally disappear.

In moments the illuminated metropolis is swallowed by darkness.

The march loses its rhythm instantly.

People stop, turn, collide and shout. What had been one political movement becomes thousands of frightened individuals moving without sight.

Lincoln tells Graham the Council has cut the city's electrical current. Then weapons begin flashing in the darkness.

Brief artificial lights are raised overhead, illuminating fragments of the battle like photographs: faces, weapons, bodies and panic.

Graham is separated from Lincoln and pushed through masses of people until he becomes just another man trying to survive.

He sees the dead held upright by the pressure of the crowd and revolutionaries firing through the confusion.

Every flash reveals another incomprehensible piece of violence.

Graham escapes the worst of the fighting by climbing barriers and running blindly through passages.

When he reaches the motionless Ways again, one fact remains with him: they are fighting for him.

Yet nobody around him knows that the dark, exhausted stranger wandering alone through London is the Sleeper himself.