A personal blog for Daegaer
Night Shift
Note: Posted to 100 Words for the weekly prompt "Night". Fandom: Weiss Kreuz Gluehen
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Mamoru rubbed his eyes, paged down through another screen of numbers and deaths. It was probably bad for his sight, he thought, staring at his computer so late, with only the desklamp's small pool of light in the shadows of his office.
It didn't matter. There was so much daytime work with the company; it was only at night that he could concentrate on his real duties. The work he'd always done at night, since he was a boy. It had to be done. Tokyo had to be made safe.
Besides, if he slept, he'd dream of all his victims.



