Category: IFstravaganza

That didn’t take long, huh? Where’s your fighting spirit? Your sense of justice? Are you not righteous and worthy? No. You’re nothing and have no backbone. I don’t care. I go home.

You go and present your evidence. No government officials will see you. You show passerbyers. They don’t even look you in the eyes. You yell you scream you shout. No one will listen. They don’t see you as equal. I give up. It’s pointless. I must prevail, someone will hear me. I must hurry home…

You grab important-looking folders that are hopefully significant enough to prove what you saw here today. There are safely tucked away on your person for now. The problem is, what will you do with it? I go to the town hall of Zephyria to show the truth to the citizens. I go home to the…

Going towards the trail you’re led into another room. This one is more abundantly used and personalized. You assume it’s one of the scientists’ main workstations. Inside the walls are littered with notes and diagrams, along with empty cages and equations littering the tables. Abandoning the trail of blood you try and decipher the work.…

You close her eyes. You hope she rests well. I follow the trail.

That was messed up why would you do that???? Wild choice. I follow the trail.

Her name was Mary S. I close her eyes. Hit her.

You wiggle the door handle, and it’s unlocked. Slowly looking inside you see no signs of life. Calling out no one answers. You walk further into the lab, peeking inside. There lays the body of a dead scientist. Her lab coat was stained red with her own blood. Her wounds matched those of the talons…

You wait. No One Comes. Wait some more. See if the door is unlocked.

The workers complain about the harsh hours and poor working conditions. They feel it’s unfair that others live in luxury at their expense just because they were not gifted with flights. You ponder this. Go to Zephyria