Dimension Of Perfection (And Its Flaws)

Chapter 1 - A Normal Day

It's just a normal day for Hector Damon, in a normal week of his life.
But this is about to change.

As Hector walks out onto the crosswalk, he looks to each side of the road carefully, before still stepping into oncoming traffic.

He walks with little regard to those around him, and expects a car horn telling him to get off the road pretty soon.

Actually, right about now.

But this time,

Nothing.

Hector doesn't realize this and continues on as normal, before heading into an alley that leads out of Avalonia.

While walking he looks up at the buildings surrounding him, but dosen't see the grime of battery acid and thermal paste. Instead, he sees a perfectly pristine wall dotted in posters invoking a message of some kind.

He doesn't actually notice anything wrong with the wall, and goes on his not-so-merry way.

Wandering in a daze to the end of the path, he feels at his forehead and wipes down across his squinted eyes and snout. He groans, lets go, and leaves his expression to wobble back into position.

He stares straight ahead and doesn't pay explicit attention to anything, his eyes, completely unmoving and devoid of sense.

His finger hangs down as if to hold his bag of drinks; the ones that aren't there anymore. Hector also doesn't notice this and stays facing forward.

As he comes to a clear spot, and as the alley ends, Hector notices the warmth of the sun, and instinctively looks up from the street to the view.

He shields his eyes with his free hand and squints toward the light, trying to figure out what's different.

Out across the skyline of the Progress Emporium, he notices something wrong.

He awakens a slight bit more, and realises that a ginormous, grotty, abandoned building that blocked the view beforehand, is suddenly gone.

It had only been a day since he was here, and it's unrecognizable from now.

Suddenly puzzled, he considers every possibility. (All two of them..)

What if it they demolished it?

No, that would take too much time.

Or, What if...

Someone dropped a nuke on it.

Yes! Hector thought to himself. That was what had happened!

So he continues down the left side of the street, having figured out this mysterious disappearance.

Still, he feels in his psyche that something's off, beside the missing building.

Looking around, he notices a significant lack of grey smoke that usually rose from the stilts of the Emporium below.

Everything looks a bit cheerier, and he could swear that the Progress Emporium's islands were much higher up than they are now.

In fact, most of the Emporium looks entirely different; all of the blurred masses of colour that he usually sees in his faint peripheral are among those missing.

Some things on the street are oddly moved, and by things, we mean entire appliances like bike racks, bus stops, stop signs..

And also homeless people, but Damon also doesn't see where these people had moved to. Perfectly explainable, they had just moved to another street.