Half the day ceased to be before the three awoke. With a minimum amount of searching, the couple found food that the quiet one could eat. He could only eat non-living things, while in the couple the man preferred food that was alive, and the woman couldn't stand anything with legs.
Under the hot, hot, heat of the post-noonpoctalyptic sun, the tall quiet one became a mirage, promising his return as he melted into the sewers. The couple gathered the belongings he left behind; a corn cob pipe, an old silk hat, to lumps of coal and a button, and used them to barter for an umbrella. They then climbed atop a slow moving caterpillar as it ambled its way into town, and kissed chastely under the bumbershoot's shade.
The caterpillar decided to quit moving in front of a poster showing a lobster composing on a typewriter, a glass of whiskey in its claw. The couple went their separate ways at this point, she to find bleach sold by munchkins, he to escape the heat within a giant cow. Above them, the sky buzzed with the wings of giant mechanical insects. The hooded milk police were out, enforcing the practice of calcium absorption. This left the woman feeling distinctly ill at ease.
The couple found each other by the bronze artist – who, horrified at what his art had become, used himself as his greatest casting. When discovered, the city put him on display in a public park, near the library. The couple embraced, then noticed that they had drawn the attention of a man in a hood. Terrified, they raced for safety, dodging giant beetles and caterpillars, as the great mechanical moth (glowing red in the setting sun's light) cast its blazing glare about the city for the lovers.
The couple stopped before a massive anthill built up behind the glass tower where they had watched the sky explode the night before. The hooded police were frightened of the insects that stood as big as people, and would not come near – but the ants would capture and devour the couple too, if they discovered. They slowly dug into the dirt, covering each other to escape notice, and waited until the hooded ones became bored. Unfortunately for the couple, a giant worm appeared and swallowed them whole before the hunt was over. The world went dark, and the couple knew no more.
Miraculously, they lived. The worm left them soiled but unhurt, above ground in a wood not far from the couple's hovel. They washed, and ate, then passed wine between them as they laughed themselves to sleep with stories of their day.
Time passes, the stars encircle the sky. Day 2 weakens and slips away.
