SWAYING TO THE RHYTHM
OF THE NEW WORLD ORDER
cakeIn the dead of winter, the city was desolate, empty even of Mother Nature, as if the concrete mass rising from the ground had been shunned by the universe itself. It was nearing midnight and there was no snow falling from the sky that night, and yet the world was silent, as quiet as the black wolf imagined Heaven to be. Caught up in the ambience, he barely made noise as he walked, eyes wide and vivid, almost feverish, in the dark.
cakeAs far as he was concerned, the old hospital hadn't even had a name. He had gone in and searched, then come out lacking what he had been searching for. He was preoccupied, but at the same time he remembered, he filed this away for the future. It was near to what he called home at the moment, and it would serve a purpose one day, if anyone - or himself - were to ever need medical supplies. But as it were expected to happen eventually, he was running low, and the impending emergency had brought him here. He wasn't in withdrawal yet, he was simply uneasy.
cakeWalking slowly, Bane exited the hospital entrance in search of fresh air. The crisp winter breeze caught him head-on, and he welcomed it. Pausing near a bench by the street, he sat down and leaned forward on his knees. In his hands was a yellowing human skull he had found inside, and he toyed with it as if it were a pen or a flashlight, or some other petty thing. These things somehow amused him. It grinned up at him, a morbid memento of days past, but he simply looked away, gazing down the cracked and torn street at the nothing it slowly faded into.
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