9. The crossing.

He walked across the bridge. He still didn't wish to be seen, and so he was not looked at. The vehicles that sped along the roadway at the bridge's center contained people who were looking out--as one must, it seems, when crossing a bridge--over the water, and he crossed their line of sight, but it was as if a cloud moved across their vision when they saw him, and they continued gazing out.

The surge of walkers on the bridge had subsided and there were only a few, and these ignored him too.