|Location: Shelter 34A. Corridors|
-OMNISCIENCE-
Joshua paced quickly through the corridors, frustration mounting with every step. He imagined Nuk luxuriating in a warm bath while he was left to track down Zero alone.
"Seriously, why am I the only one doing all the work?" he muttered, scratching his head, irritation thick in his voice.
Passing patched walls covered with rusted metal sheets, the sharp scent of moss filled the air. The contrast to Shelter 310—run personally by his sister—was stark and disheartening.
Joshua couldn't help but draw comparisons, and none of them were optimistic.
On one of his turns, Joshua caught the attention of two women casually dressed in plain shirts and faded jeans. Maybe it was his unnaturally fair skin, the expensive battle suit he still wore, or his lustrous blond hair—whatever it was, their eyes locked onto him instantly.
