Final Night (An Open Thread)
For the ALNST Event! Hope you all enjoy! Warnings for a lot of mentions of death—
It was as much of a surprise to Chase as it was to anyone else that he had been allowed to wander this far.
Perhaps it was because it could very well have been his last day alive.
Chase hums quietly as he walks, a song he had heard performed in a previous entry of Alien Stage. A rock song.
Like he wanted to sing.
Like he sang in practice.
He’d been walking for a while by now. He was in the middle of a set of ruins by the time he’d realized just how far he had strayed. Not like it really mattered, anyway. If he were to die tomorrow, like he’d been preparing for since he had found out about what really happened to the losers.
With a quiet exhale, he sits down on a chunk of rubble. He shuffles into the bag he’d brought, pulling out a pile of rocker-type clothes and the tools that he’d been given in secret.
If they found out about this, he’d be dead on the spot…
…might as well live freely for one night, right?
He quickly shuffles to put the clothes on, carefully avoiding the collar around his neck. It fit…strangely perfectly.
His tail starts wagging as he stares at himself in a puddle on the ground. This was nice…he likes how he looks!
He almost didn’t notice the person approaching behind him.
Almost.
















