The Fed Zone
11:30 am, Saturday
The town was starting to look less like a B-movie and more like some high-production Michael Bay had produced -- at least, according to the commercials. The dialogue seemed cheesy, but the graphics and scenery were... making her feel a little nervous. She was still feeling courageous and bold, especially in the sanctity of her suit, complete with her (tacky) helmet. There was a lot of things she had scene during her time as an agent, but this was fairly huge. The mist was getting thicker the more she jogged through the streets, and her goggles were adjusted, again. Her lenses changed colors, scanning the various statistics, and information ran to compile the data. It was as if she was not even in the same world.
Seeing something that she thought was the tail of a tiger, she turned the street corner and jumped over a vine cracking through the sidewalk. Breaths panted from her, and the suit was feeling heavier, now as she balanced her vision through her headgear. This would make for a good story for Aubrey,
she told her herself, considering whenever they would hangout next. Aubrey was always busy with her boyfriend, but maybe...
D's pace slowed to a job, and her body bent a little. Her mouth opened and let out a few exasperated sighs. Not having eaten breakfast was already making things difficult. Great...
she thought. Breathing in as she straightened herself and looked around the streets, she untucked her goggles from her face and studied the scenery with her naked eyes. It was all murky and foggy. Her eyes moved around as a hand was placed on her hip. This was big,
she repeated over in her mind. This was not the first haunted town she had visited. She had visited several, and they were usually false flags. In fact, most
paranormal activity was false flags. but at least, this place is recognizable.
The tiger and the boy were no where in sight, and she felt a small shiver thinking about the two creatures she had been chasing. There was an eery feeling that she could sense. It was her very own paranormal gift, she decided. Her father had broken it down to human instinct and conditioning. If anything, it only proved her vocation and nothing more. Lookin' into it is only going to complicate things.
He rarely ever said something about not looking into something,
and D held that advice close to her and simply reminded herself that she was just "not a normie."
Her lips closed as she caught her breath and relaxed her breathing, "Where are you?"
she whispered, hoping her question would be answered. Sometimes those little tricks worked. Her hand raised and pulled her goggles over her eyes, again. A small frown perked to the side of her face with inquiry, "Left. Right. Left. Right..."
A moment of silence passed as she considered her options. Any of them could be wrong, and any of them could be right. Going to the hotel or finding a place for a snack was also an option. She decided on continuing forward.
Cupping her hands over her mouth she let out a small call, "Maddie?"
it was a start to the next several minutes of the new level's first challenge.