A quote from Chapter 6:
Case was nearing the border. He felt exhausted even if the object he carried was more bulky than heavy. The tunnel he walked led to no dead ends. Those were the scariest, the ones that didn’t have them stare into another wall. Case seemed to travel across a giant spyglass. In front of him, a round cutout of the sky was growing larger and larger as he went up the slope. The moonshine bled into its frame, radiating restless beams. Veils of clouds told a leaden story on the sewer stage. It was the eerie ballet of life that scared them. The tip of his shoe scraped the rim. Everybody stopped there. The end of the world. They dumped the trash over its edge and fell back. The boy knelt, contemplating the ground that stretched widely before him. The endless mass of minced garbage with its irregular landforms displayed an uncanny spectacle of tonalities in the moonlight.
