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truebluedj.livejournal.com[He was out of breath, panting heavily. He'd been running, trying to catch the train before it pulled out of the station, and his heavy bag had been thudding hard against his side.
But now he was stopped, and out of breath as previously stated, because he was simply flabbergasted at where he was, which was not anywhere he'd ever known. He'd taken that route a million times to get to work, always turned that corner of one busy street on to an even busier one. Not on to absolute dead silence, buildings that looked nothing like his city, and... snow? Yes, snow. A particularly cold one touched his nose and melted.
Too cold, in fact, for this to be a dream.
And there was no one there. Not a single soul before him. Just a long street of low buildings that seemed to stretch on in to nothingness.]
...where... am I?
((Say hello, Alter!Furey. :3 ))
But now he was stopped, and out of breath as previously stated, because he was simply flabbergasted at where he was, which was not anywhere he'd ever known. He'd taken that route a million times to get to work, always turned that corner of one busy street on to an even busier one. Not on to absolute dead silence, buildings that looked nothing like his city, and... snow? Yes, snow. A particularly cold one touched his nose and melted.
Too cold, in fact, for this to be a dream.
And there was no one there. Not a single soul before him. Just a long street of low buildings that seemed to stretch on in to nothingness.]
...where... am I?
((Say hello, Alter!Furey. :3 ))
