“You really have a working pool?” “For drinking water. Come on, I’ll show you.” He opens the door to the pool room, stepping aside and leading her in; faking what he thinks a gentleman is. As we enter a great sound rushes to us like living static chewing at our ears, packing the room with nervous energy. I come up behind the two of them halfway between the door and the pool and the water looks black and gray. Something is wrong. I hear Daniel curse, his body tense. The sound gets louder as we get closer, the water living, Adena around to the side. “This is your pool? What have you been doing in here?” Standing arm to arm, Daniel and I look into it. Where there had been water before, now there’s a frenzy; a cloud; a nightmare. “Those are…those are flies,” I hear myself saying under the thundering buzz. Thousands. Millions. Filling the pool top to bottom, swapping for water.
