💙❄💙👼 : So many had transformed into monsters, so quickly that it bewildered Mia. Her ivory and gold satin dress and fake, large wings were barely anything compared to the goblins, undead and other horrors that walked among the population of Spirale; more than a few had tried to attack a few, whether it was hunger or twisted amusement, and only a handful had pestered Mia for candy.

An android with horns on her head was less strange than anything she’d witnessed so far. In the empty streets at those hours, the adept could recognize her vaguely; she never learned her name, back when the sunset was high up, nor had Mia really bothered to ask, embarrassingly so. Her expression is hard to read, was she enjoying herself ? Or was she avoiding such noise and commontion ?