Moonlight flickered.
Scattered traces of blood and remains were left unattended, adding a few more strokes of desolation to the already decrepit, charred building.
This building was originally square, broader on one end and narrow on the other, like a dark coffin standing upright. However, bombing from decades ago had made the upper halves of its two corners disappear, leaving a dark, sludgy mess of concrete and rebar clearly visible within its structure.
As the cold wind blew through the skeletal skylight, a glaring red grenade flew towards it at speed and exploded mid-section, ripping open the already crumbling abandoned structure.
The flames left by the grenade burned silently on the rooftop, but the building, resembling a cornerless coffin, remained indifferent to such provocation, showing no reaction whatsoever.
