☣ dots and dashes || closed
Uta had never been one for amusement parks. The roller coasters were the only thing worth a damn, because he couldn't eat the food (or could at the risk of feeling miserable the rest of the day), but even they weren't worth putting up with the crowds and heat. Tormenting himself with the scent of human flesh in close proximity all day long? He would pass.
And now here he was trapped in one... The good news was that there were significantly less swarming bodies about, but that was also the problem. He would find a way to survive though, he always did. Darwinism at its finest, even if ghouls likely weren't what he had in mind while doing his research. Or maybe they were? Hard telling...
With nothing better to do and a desire to escape his hotel room, Uta ventured into the theme park proper. Maybe he would find a place where he could purchase a new sketchbook since he had been kidnapped before he could grab the one he had been working in back home.
He wondered along, half-heartedly examining the fronts of the buildings he passed when he felt eyes burning into his back. If they thought they could be sneaky around him they obviously weren't aware of the type of person they were dealing with.
His pace slowed though he didn't turn to look and see who might be hiding; he didn't need to. His other senses were acute enough that he could easily locate them.
"I know you're there. You might as well reveal yourself."
And if they didn't? They would wish they had. He almost hoped they wouldn't.