Dec 18, 2016
Lone Wolf
The sensation was hazy at first, like a low tempo beat pulsing under his feet. It wasn’t exactly pinpoint-able until the search began. At first, Ookurikara wandered aimlessly like a child in the dark, but soon enough he was walking a determined path. The closer he got to this, whatever it was, the more he felt the hum radiate in his chest. Signs were passed and pedestrians ignored. Everything around him was a dull blur as the source was searched for. Once he felt that there was no further to go, eyes scanned the crowd. Ookurikara had no idea what he was attempting to locate. How would he? “This is foolish,” he chastised himself.