One Botched Bug [Closed!]
Something caught her eye. She wasn't quite sure what it was, frankly- it flashed and looked a little like something out of one of the games in the town's alleys. It was a perfect little square, but when she tried to touch it, her hand simply passed through the air as if nothing had been there in the first place. It couldn't be air- it wouldn't take on such a shape. It couldn't be just light- there was no source or direction. Even though it was bright, it didn't affect the environment at all. Glancing around, Agitha made sure the coast was clear before following the trail of the strange things that didn't quite seem to fit with...Anything, really. It barely looked like they existed at all. It was clear, though, that something had been changed or altered in some way, and that the world didn't quite like it. Nobody else seemed to have noticed such a strange occurance- soon the place was beginning to patch itself up again on it's own- different textures overtook the small particles, and soon, they vanished. They looked like small bugs, to her, from a distance. Perhaps that was what they were. Creeping along the untouched trail, static snaked into her hearing, a constant buzzing sound as if there were a fly behind her ear. Still, her focus remained on the oddity. Someone had left them behind- but what would be powerful enough to create such a disturbance in the atmosphere? The air had changed, but there were no visible footprints. It seemed she'd find out soon enough, as she wandered further and further from her original path and out of the sunlight.
