You didn't know how you got here. It was a strange world; grey skies, mannequins for inhabitants and...wait, a Picasso-painting girl?! As weird as it sounds, she may be your only hope on getting out of this place. With new friends and queer events, all you can focus on is to escape this place before it's too late... Yes, back with another fanfic, hehe. This story takes place in your point of view, dear reader. Also, this story may be quite short. (Characters in this story rightfully belong to Joel G.)
5 parts