*sighing in frustration* "Holy Mount... This CAN'T be happening again ~"
[*stung* Hey, where are your manners?!? ತ_ʖತ
Is this the way you welcome people in this place, Sir?]
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Following that kid on the other side of the road, we found ourselves in front of what seemed to be the main entrance of this dismal and neglected building.
Due to the bad weather and the late hour it was quite difficult to orient our steps towards the main gate without tripping over some obstacles; our safety had already been put at risk many times, and we were not even close to our destination. Not mentioning the absence of any source of light, except for that old street lamp, few meters away from the door.
Thank goodness, there was that kid walking with us, leading the way; he knew which was the safest path to go. Between one complaint and the other, IV-C, that voice constantly sharing opinions and comments, highlighted the fact that he seemed too confident to be just a traveller, unlike us.
Maybe he's living somewhere in the nearby?
It's difficult to believe that this building could be his home...
Yet, he seems so comfortable; plus, he actually knows many things: while walking among debris and rubble, he was able to explain the story of almost each piece of furniture or carcass of those objects scattered here and there on the barren yard between the road and the building.
Eventually we reached the front entrance, only to discover that those sliding doors were sealed–
[Uhm, probably from the inside... Try ringing the bell!]
–and the doorbell seemed to be out of order–
[...what if it's not the doorbell? What if there's someone in charge, and that someone doesn't want to open it?]
–therefore, instead of jumping to conclusions ☜ (눈‸눈), we decided–
[Hey, speak for yourself! I never agreed: if the decision had been up to me, I'd have had that door knocked down ತ_ʖತ ...]
–to walk around the corner, just to make sure we weren't missing out any backdoor, emergency exit, secret passage or something like that~ ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ
And actually, much to our surprise–
[Not really... I'm not that naïve, y'know?! ←_←]
we found an -...uhm, how can I call it?...- "odd/original/particular/peculiar(?)" way in~ (^～^;)ゞ
And now here we are! ᕙ(͡°‿ ͡°)ᕗ
However, this guy...
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[*uncomfortable* And now, what? Why is he staring at us like that?!? (￣ヘ￣;) ...
Voice your thoughts, friend! I cannot understand you otherwise, y'know!?! =_=
...
WHOM is he taking me for? A mentalist?? ¯\_( ͠° ͟ʖ °͠ )_/¯]
*letting out a resentful breath* unbelievable...(ب_ب)
*sighing in frustration once more* "Holy Mount... This can't, it CAN'T be happening again ~"
*talking to himself while dragging away from the desk, still sitting on that chair* "... I've just kicked them outta door–"
*rummaging in the trash bin* "–and here they are, back through da window"
(눈‸눈)
*rudely throwing something this way* "Just for tonight."
*sliding till the end of the desk, then falling off* "Tomorrow morning I wanna y'all outta place."
*picking up those keys* "...uhm, which floor—?"
*brutally interrupting* "Figure out yourself. And now, MOVE OUMMA SIGHT!!" ☜ (↼_↼)
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House of Self. The hideout.
FantasyAfter the disastrous end of the last World War, the Government of one of the biggest and most advanced societies has given their citizens a mission: to offer their unique contribution in order to create The Future 11.0, a complex multilayered system...
