<em>The kami responds, and Kumiko sees the lights intact.  It looks like daytime heading toward dusk.  Down at the ground, three young men are gathered together, huddled over something.  Eventually, two leave.  The last looks pissed, turned and shoots at the three nearest streetlights.  Each shatters raining shards of glass around their poles.  His obvious anger partially worked out, the young man stalks down an alley.</em>