incursion - armin | vanitas
The residential blocks didn't look any different from the other buildings of the city. Armin had to double-check before he was sure - the signs that proclaimed the building names were crumbling.
He landed some distance away from the gates, performing a customary check of the 3DMG before he decided to approach. The blond was only half paying attention to his surroundings - most of his thoughts were focused on the implications of his presence here.
Eren... please stay safe. You're all that we have now.
An imp had offered the location of his residence, though he only half trusted what it said. Imps were known to play more than just simple pranks.
He passed doors emblazoned with numbers, stopping before the one marked with Ghoul's Hood #6. A sense of dread suddenly gripped him, leaving tendrils of ice to remind him of its presence.
Armin knocked.