A foolish doll looked for a sign in a city consumed by nature.
Towering trees and skyscrapers tapered off at city limits, toppling over each other in ruin, as if fleeing its gaping center. The collapsed structures beyond the imaginary borders within where she usually operated were far shorter than those at the heart of the city. And the expanses between each pair were overwhelmed with green, almost to the point where the skeletons of any remaining buildings might go unnoticed. Her guide was 9S, as he operated from above.
Together the pair was hunting an anomaly. Satellite scanners had picked up unusual inference which seemed to serve as a beacon, gathering machines in dangerous quantities, but they lacked the ability to located the exact source of this cryptic signal. For that, they needed ground troops. Their only orders upon reaching this unknown origin: Identify and destroy it.
Now within range of her supposed destination, 2B began to feel it. There was a charge in the air, as if some electric current were passing through it. Wandering closer still, she recognized the bodies of machines. Most appeared ancient, their forms obscured by moss and other foliage, and completely overgrown. But a few were still twitching. She informed 9S of everything she was seeing and entering a concrete building, cautiously proceeded onwards.
Inside was something very bizarre, and she thought it must have been some error in her visual feed. It was as if the air itself was ripping itself apart, twisting and contorting, and reforming once again. Far too quickly it seemed as though she had made a fatal error as the strange anomaly suddenly pulsed, emitting a powerful electromagnetic wave. Nearly all her systems shut down and she fell. NFCS. FFCS. Visual. Aural. Falling beside one of the machines, she felt her consciousness slip away.
The park’s atmosphere was serene, a few birds chirping in chattering in the trees, a short gust of wind rustling the leaves in the trees high above. The ambient noise of chatter from a passerby on her cellphone. The brunette closed her eyes and leaned back against the bench she sat on, taking in the sensory to calm whatever anxiety bubbled in her stomach. Her ears twitched when something - rather, someone disturbed the bushes behind her. It sounded like as if electricity cut through the air and disappeared as suddenly as it came.
Regardless, the sound startled her. Saya stood from her seat and stared at the bushes as they came to settle. Just what was that about? Her terror keeps her locked in place, trembling as she gazes onward. Her stomach twisted in her gut, her throat was slowly beginning to tighten, but she managed a few soft words.
「 Hello...? Is someone there? 」
Even if it was a prank; the teen thought it was an incredibly cruel one. To do something like that in such a pleasant location irked her. Her back stiffened as the person in question stumble out of the bushes, hands going over her mouth to suppress a shriek. The bizarre appearance of a woman in cosplay with a blindfold covering her eyes?!
Saya remained silent, never dropping her hands from her mouth. Maybe she was blind? Her outfit too... It was a bit much... Maybe she would leave if she stayed quiet. It was only then when the girl was acknowledged that she finally let out a soft yelp.
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