Post by NebulaUnit003 on Feb 10, 2012 20:40:19 GMT -5
The streets of Dark City are like a labyrinth - weaving, winding, and full of dead ends. Its inhabitants live under a rule of fear and pain. Law and crime have few distinct boundaries. Within the shadows of a long-forgotten street, a Rift begins to open. A thin fog escapes from the Rift.
Nebula Unit 003 walks through the endless nothing that is his world - The Endless Rift. Watching the shadows of the twin realms flash across the sky, he notices something unusual, something different. Approaching the distortion in the Rift, he notices that this "shadow" is clearer. In fact, it seems as though the fog from the Rift is passing through it. Curious, he steps through it, and, moments later, emerges in an unfamiliar street. The Rift closes behind him. As he wanders around this unknown area, one thought echoes through his head: "Where am I?"
Nebula Unit 003 walks through the endless nothing that is his world - The Endless Rift. Watching the shadows of the twin realms flash across the sky, he notices something unusual, something different. Approaching the distortion in the Rift, he notices that this "shadow" is clearer. In fact, it seems as though the fog from the Rift is passing through it. Curious, he steps through it, and, moments later, emerges in an unfamiliar street. The Rift closes behind him. As he wanders around this unknown area, one thought echoes through his head: "Where am I?"