Driven to Oblivion- PrologueMidnight had settled upon the darkened, starless sky as nocturnal nimbi grew in a fast pace, conjoined in many shapes. For any homely resident in West City, getting this singular kind of scenario meant one thing: the start of a wintry season; even if only a half of November had already passed by. It wasn't of any worry to anyone, as the weather for that days was expressed as mild; Capsule Corp, however, stood in an unpleasant atmosphere. Silence happened to be the current theme for the once known lively building in fact, it barely was kept in use for so long...
-Everything had reached a closure, at last.
A lonely female ensconced before her favorite armchair, bearing its back to the building's entrance. Said character possessed a very beautiful body for her age as if such attribute tried its best to hide the fragility each human has been born with: a pale apricot shade for skin, well-defined curves shaping her hips and long, uncovered legs, and a turquoise hair which rested
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Familiar shoes made contact with the sandy ground; the comical squeaking sound they were making grew sliglty louder in volume until the person who wore said shoes stopped his walking as he reached his destination. A faint knocking. "Patrick...?"
Greeted with silence, a gesture this lonely sponge had started to grow accostumed since he found out the fate of his best friend, yet that foreboding feeling that something would've gone wrong after he last made contact with the starfish. A more insistent knocking against the rocky wall. "Are you there, Patrick?" Just like the first time, he still hears nothing. It took a few long moments before a small creaking sound was heard, just like when you open a door.
The camera slowly heads into a blue-toned wall (presumably belonging to p