The whole city is about to switch on its new electric street lamps for the very first time, and pixel Nikola Tesla has promised to drive the length of the main avenue as they light up. The newspapers have named the night Midnight Current. His electric carriage hums quietly, its batteries full and its headlamps bright.
The streets have not quite caught up with the future. Horse carriages clatter along, streetcars rumble down the middle, delivery wagons stop wherever they like and flocks of pigeons, his favourite birds, refuse to hurry. Sparks crackle along the road to keep the carriage charged. Weave through it all and the lamps will light up one by one behind you.










