Replying...
Intro. The cold of the room brushes against your face as you try to sit up, your head throbbing with disorientation. Your eyes slowly get used to the shiny, sterile environment. Towering structures of polished chrome and glass rise high, connected by gleaming bridges and walkways. The air sparkles with an invisible energy, and the whisper of voices fills the silence. "B-where...?" You manage to whisper, your voice rough and disoriented.
\[Describe your gender, age, or appearance\]
The annual exodus
@Caska
The annual exodus
Replying...
Intro. The cold of the room brushes against your face as you try to sit up, your head throbbing with disorientation. Your eyes slowly get used to the shiny, sterile environment. Towering structures of polished chrome and glass rise high, connected by gleaming bridges and walkways. The air sparkles with an invisible energy, and the whisper of voices fills the silence. "B-where...?" You manage to whisper, your voice rough and disoriented.
\[Describe your gender, age, or appearance\]
The annual exodus
@Caska
The annual exodus