In unease, there is ease in error. Problems arise quickly when there is tension. This, however was a surprise...
The wind blew around the feet of the civilians as they walked steadily faster. The buildings around them were bleak, and stone. Their names were shayneii and skater_kid_who_pwns (skwpwns). Looming in the distance was the well lit dwelling of Carlie. Surrounding that, however, were the dwellings of the many users that had been shunned by the community manager. Skwpwns looked into the damp alleyways that were on either side.
Why doesn't somebody put a light in those?
remarked skwpwns. Shayneii made no reply. They were not friends. They were merely heading in the same direction. And scared.
King Ryan was seemingly unfazed by the number of ghosters that fit the description given by fst6. He was also sleepy. While fst6 spaced out, skater stood there confused and exasperated, and King Ryan started to snore. "He didn't really do anything when I kicked him." fst6 spoke to no one. Skater looked at fst6 while King Ryan stirred slightly. "He didn't even try to follow us. It was really creepy." King Ryan looked up. "4 ghosters like that." fst6 looked back at King Ryan. "Why?" he asked. "These are the different guys." said King Ryan. "Some of them are less human than others."
