It was the end of the day. You/ your oc was closing up shop for the night. It had been a busy day, gossip bubbling. Some said an alien was said to have been found, while others think a failed experiment was loose. You did not think much of it at the time, for you were busy. On your way to your home, you see something unusual. Silver-blue smoke was billowing from an alley, acting more like water on the ground. Wwyd?

*the smoke backed away from their footsteps, seeming to collect farther down the alley*

*the silver blue substance seemed to head up a flight of stairs to the roof of a building in the alley*

*It did not wait a second, almost instantly on the top flight*

* the smoke disappeared onto the roof*

*the smoke panicked, spreading itself out to hide something*

*it created a dome on the roof, making it impossible to see inside*

*it stayed the same stubbornly*

*it acted like a ramp*

(wow, a mario move XDDD) *the smoke went back into the shape of a dome*

*the dome faded, but made a small bubble on the ground, covering something*

(ah well.)

(it came down with you)

*it quivered slightly*

*it shook more*

*it was icy cold. The smoke rippled at the touch and shot off down the alley*

*it turned quickly and disappeared from view*

*it came back, looped around them, then dashed off in the same direction*

*it did it again, this time waiting at the end of the alley*

*it kept waiting, tense *

*it led to a hidden door, but the smoke couldn't get through the door*

*It panicked, flashing* please. help. *the voice came from the smoke, incredibly faint*

(heh, it ends whenever)

*again* help, please.

(XD) *it hovered above the door, not saying anything. If it did, it was too faint*

*It continued hovering, annoyed*

*It did not like that, and it stopped hovering*

*it's form flickered*

* it motioned towards the door again, it's glow considerably dimmer*

* it moved right next to the door*

*it is a fairly cluttered room. In the far corner, a limp figure is tied to a chair. the smoke rushed over to the figure*

*it was a fairly young kid, about the age of nine. he had silver-brown hair and a darker skin tone. he was hardly breathing, looking very beat up*

(w o a)

*the smoke laid itself on the boy's hand, sinking in, disappearing*

* the room grew brighter, like someone had turned on the lights*

* a gruff voice* whos there?

*Angrily* Out! get out!

* the door shuts behind them*

*there is a scarf on the ground. it looked soft and gray, a bit worn, for a child*

oh well oki

* it had a name on it, but it was worn, so only the first letter was legible. V. *

sure

ttyl :3