City of Druidical

Winter

Neo Diesel heard a nose and thought it was Winter, however, realized at if it was Winter, she would of called his name. He ran over to where he heard the nose and entered the shopping district. He saw a old holographic advertisement that was probably from the time his grandparents were young and the first and last time humans entered the city. Neo Diesel walked towards shop, the old glass shop. He entered the shop and frowned at the holographic advertisement and kicked to turn it off or mute, it all depends on where it is kicked. The holographic advertisement muted and the image was moving and the person who did the advertisement was silently speaking with an animated expression.
"Hello?" He asked and got no response.
He frowned as he grabbed the flashlight from his belt, he continued to speak, "is anyone there?"
"Hello!" He yelled, dragging the hello out longer then needed.
He looked around and he heard a sound from behind the counter, he was about to look there, but a voice interrupted him, "what are you doing Diesel?"
"Winter," he yelped startled as he almost tripped.
"Is anyone else here? Besides me of course," He asked.
"No Diesel," Winter responded, then added with what Neo would of been a frown and concern if artificial intelligence that was psychopathic could, well according to a mysterious voice he heard at least, "Are you hearing thing?" Winter continued, "Are you tired or sick?"
"No and no, I just had an energy drink earlier," Neo Said as he heard a scurrying sound from behind.
"What was that," he whispered as he asked, "Winter?"
He yelped in fear as a Pallas jumped onto his head and out of the shop as Neo Diesel stumbled over and onto fell onto a shelf of glass and he laughed hysterically as he shook his head, "a Pallas, of course it was a Pallas, a damn Pallas!" He laid there in the pile of glass that fell when stumbled onto the shelf and got up and then dusted himself off and left.