[b][i]A Lifeless Street, Cloaked in Golden Fog[/i][/b]


A golden fog stood before Ishido. Where had it come from? For Ishido, that was something he couldn't decipher. Ishido had simply approached the shimmering pink light, only for the strange fog to appear.

[i]'This is weird...'[/i] Ishido thought, having stopped in place to look around. But something became clear to Ishido... the woman was gone, and so were any cars that were previously on the street. There was not a soul in sight, or at least... one that Ishido could see.

[i]'It must be night...'[/i] Ishido concluded, though he'd seen it was previously day mere minutes ago. [i]'It doesn't look like it, but... maybe. People go home at night, after all.'[/i]

But the golden fog posed another question. What was it? It was one of many things that Ishido had never heard of... all thanks to his shattered memory, most likely. Ishido had never heard anyone speak of the golden fog, or mysterious pink lights that felt as if they beckoned people to them.

[i]'If I didn't have this amnesia,'[/i] Ishido pondered, still scanning the area with his eyes for anything of note. [i]'I bet I'd know about this stuff. It's probably something everyone else knows about, but I don't... I'm getting used to that.'[/i]

Ishido's thinking was swiftly interrupted by a realization. He couldn't feel his phone in his hands...! Hurriedly, Ishido looked downwards, towards the grass below... but his phone was still in his hand. However, he was completely unable of feeling it.
But, more importantly... something about his phone seemed off. It seemed to be pulsing, and making strange, yet familiar noises. But these noises lasted for only a simple instant.

These strange happenings confused Ishido. Someone more experienced with the world would find the situation abnormal, perhaps even paranormal - what with the mysterious pink lights only he could see, the mystic golden fog, and his phone suddenly playing up...

But Ishido was almost new to the world. He'd woken three months ago, no recollection of who he was - with fragments of knowledge. He knew some things, but found that he didn't know all sorts of things that others could recall in a moment. To Ishido, all of the strange happenings were normal things he wasn't used to.

[i]'I've never heard of anyone talk about this gold fog or pink light... but I'm sure it's normal to other people... it's just weird because of my memory.'[/i] Pondered Ishido, lost in thought. [i]'If I see anyone, I'll ask them, like I usually do.'[/i]

But, then, Ishido heard some noises. Curiously, Ishido looked around once more; and immediately caught sight of something he'd somehow missed. Ishido had spotted another person in the golden fog; and another form of pink light, along with an open door.

[i]'I wonder what they're doing here.'[/i]

Ishido chose to head towards the boy. He wasn't fearful - he didn't know what to be fearful of, in this case. Instead, he was merely confused and in search of answers. And perhaps that boy had the answers Ishido sought?

After all, Ishido perceived the situation as normal, but something that he simply didn't have experience with. For all Ishido knew, other people were used to the golden fog and pink lights... other than the lady than before, of course.