Snake admitted to himself that there was a freedom to being alone but the emptiness was stronger. He didn't celebrate anything anymore. Christmas had come and gone as just one colder day that was just a bit easier to get food on. Plissken sighed as he leaned in the door way. When had he become so cynical, cold or whatever it was that had sapped the life out of him. He remembered thinking when Taylor had died that a chunk of him had gone down with him. Snake felt more than a chunk maybe it was half, maybe it was more.
10…..
The crowd caught his attention when they started to count. So many of them mobbed up together and he wondered how many would be trying to kill each other come tomorrow morning. Wasn't that the essence of the holidays? Violence went on vacation a few days so people could get drunk and laugh for once.
9….
Cynicism over the whole idea devoured Snake's thoughts as he watched. He could use a drink but he really didn't want one badly enough to cross the street and buy it. His eye turned to the neon of the bar windows. They were steamed up from more people celebrating inside.
8….
He should be celebrating the start of a fresh year but what did it matter. This would be the start of the first year when he would be isolated. No one alive knew him anymore. No one was left. To put the icing on the cake was the way the president was acting. Something was going to happen this coming year. Plissken prayed that it wouldn't be worse than what was already there.
7….
A mangy dog ran by but returned to look up at Plissken. It was the only thing on the street that made him smile and that was only because the poor thing looked as bad as he felt inside.
6…
He shifted in his corner watching the crowd pack in closer. Snake rubbed his hands against the chilled and damp air. It had to be warmer with the crowd but Plissken was relenting to the isolation the police had imposed upon him just over two months earlier. What he wouldn't give for Taylor here to make him move from where he was and do something.
5….
It would've been nice to have Maggie along. That feeling escalated when he saw how many in the crowd were paired off. Plissken glanced at the dark corner next to him and frowned.
4…
Four was all Snake's mind could take. He pushed himself up and turned on his heels. He had nothing to celebrate about this past year or the one that was about to start. Why waste the time watching something that doesn't matter. He could still hear them as he disappeared into the emptiness that crowd created on the rest of the streets. The cold closed in as he moved on but none so much as when he heard the cheer for the New Year and felt nothing but cold, oppressive darkness.