WHO: Christina Nickson and OTA WHEN: November 2, noon WHERE: Starbucks WHAT: Christina is starting to think there is something wrong with her STATUS: Incomplete RATING: TBA
Christina sat in one of the several Starbucks that populated the city. In front of her was an untouched white chocolate mocha, which she was staring into as if it were a crystal ball. There was no doubt this city was evil. Very evil. But then why wasn't she effected by it? Why didn't it scare her? More importantly, why did a tiny bit of her seem to like it?
It scared her. What scared her even more was the fact she wasn't scared of what she should be scared of. There had to be something wrong with her. Maybe something happened to her brain when she arrived here. Maybe she was becoming a sociopath?
There had to be a perfectly logical explanation for it. Maybe it was shock of some form? Maybe she wasn't used to being here yet, and once she was, she'd start getting scared. Or maybe this was all a dream. A very long, vivid dream. Wait, maybe she was in a coma. She was trapped in a coma world or something - anything!