"Weird things happen all the time… you get used to it… or y'know die"
— Someone From the Subway
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It was early morning when it happened.
The first train car burst through the street like a worm coming up from the ground.
The other cars followed, crashing into each other flinging pieces of the ground and train into the surrounding streets.
As the first train car ripped its way through the street giving way for the other eight cars to follow destruction was all that followed.
Midtown became an apocalyptic landscape in a matter of minuets.
Like pillars of steel the train cars stuck out of the buildings.
Some holding them from falling over, others were lodged into the middle layers of buildings hanging out the sides like branches on a tree.
Bodies of innocent people lay sprawled everywhere.
Wails filled the streets as people looked for survivors trying to figure out who had died and who had managed to stay alive.
"When we arrive on scene help whoever you can! No matter what!" The captain shouted over the intercom for all to hear.
Police cars, firetrucks, and ambulances arrived on scene thirty minuets after the incident had happened.
When they rushed on to the scene some were taken aback and stunned by the grizzly scene in front of them.
"We do not stop no matter the incident, we take care of it no matter how perilous!" The captains words seamed to shattered everybody's trance as they continued to help.
"Wally, you good man?" a firefighter asked as he shook his friend out the trance.
"Yah… I-I'm fine." Wally replied sliding the debris mask over face as to not inhale to much smoke.
Wally slid his hood on fixing his mask to create a seal so nothing got in.
He ran behind Mike who was clearing debris as they went.
Wally kept thinking about how early it was, but he couldn't let his exhaustion stop him. "You WILL save them no matter how deformed" a common phrase uttered by those on the force.
It was the only thing keeping him there.
Keeping him moving.
Every day people die in New Winchester city.
It can't helped with a place as crowded as this one.
Because of how much "chaos" happens they had to combine the fire departments, police stations, and Hospitals into one organization which worked to a degree… but.
"Hey we got more over here" someone shouted.
Firefighters immediately made their way over as they started sifting through the debris.
They were able remove a mother and daughter who were quickly moved to the care of some EMTs who got them on one of the many ambulances to be shipped back to the hospital.
"We're gonna need some jaws of life over here" another EMT shouted.
Again in a matter of moments fire fighters were there with jaws to remove an injured man from his car.
Wally stood in amazement at the work in front of him "we can do this" he thought as he helped another person into an ambulance.
The work was hard, but they had the spirit to push on.
"Mike I'm gonna need some help with this one" wally shouted as he strained against the rubble he was trying to lift.
"On it!" Mike replied quickly.
With a couple heaves and ho's they both lifted the rubble moving it off the women's legs.
Mike picked her up carrying her in his arms as he ran off to drop her off at an ambulance.
"Buildings collapsing!!" An EMT shouted as one of the train cars acting as a pillar began to collapse under the weight of the ruined building it was holding up.
Immediately people began to work faster as they started to move those who couldn't get out of the way of the collapsing building.
Wally began to get out of the way when out of the corner of his eye he saw her.
Her orange hair was the first thing he saw, the second was the rubble and rebar that were trapping her.
"Fuck!" Wally shouted practically tripping as he pivoted direction.
He ran to her falling on his knees as he approached.
Hurriedly he pushed the rubble off her back to the best of his ability.
He couldn't get it all off before he could hear the creaking of the train as it buckled under the pressure of the building.
"We WILL save them!!" He shouted the phrase in his mind as he began to pull.
Using it to give him strength.
More and more you could hear the train buckle and more he forced himself to pull until she was eventually she was free.
A little fucked up, but free.
"Please is there anything you guys can do to slow its fall!" Wally shouted out into his radio as he dragged her out of the building way.
There was no reply as the comms were practically dead. 'Please someone… Anyone' he thought as continued to pull her along.
With the quick looks he got of her she may never be able to walk again as everything bellow her left knee was gone.
She was 100% unconscious and blood rolled down her face covering the new cuts and gashes that blanket it.
Her cloths were tattered and some pieces were missing.
"I really hope you're alive!" wally shouted as he continued to drag her, "because if your not… I don't think I could live with myself."
With a loud pop Wallys heart sank as the building now began to fall.
And they were still in the buildings way.
His everything, his 100%, it wasn't gonna be enough to get them both to safety so with the last of his strength he planted his feet and threw her the remaining distance out of the collapsing building's way.
Like an eruption dust from the foundation began to blow him forward as the building began to fall.
"I gotcha yah brother!" The fire fighter from earlier shouted as hook with a chain attached to it imbedded itself in Wallys heavy EMT gear.
It happens so fast wally was flabbergasted as in a matter of seconds he was pulled out of the way of the collapsing building.
"Cover the innocent!" The captain shouted.
Wally still trying to get his bearings, threw himself over there making sure to cover her mouth and nose.
As wave of dust rolled over those who were in the area.
It was like the maw of a colossal monster, the way it consumed the surroundings.
Wally lifted himself up, making his way towards the dust.
Using his right hand he covered the back of his neck as the wave of dust and debris consumed them both.
The next few moments were a like a dream to Wally, or a hallucination.
The dust hung in the air making the world look dead like another world where nothing grew and nothing could live.
The one he worked so hard to save was taken from him and placed in an ambulance that left for the hospital soon after.
"You did a good job kid" the captain said patting a confused Wallys back.
Wally was quiet for a few moments as he contemplated what had happened.
"Thank you sir" he replied sheepishly, getting back to his feet.
The crash happened at around 6:56am. Wallys company arrived at around 7:26.
They were pulled to the scene because a train had ripped through the street from the subway bellow mistreat.
So while many were able to avoid the crash because of how early it was.
Many still got caught up in its chaos.
By around 10:23am the dust had settled the once hell hole created by the train crash was "mostly" contained.
Most of the time it wasn't unnatural for them to go on long breaks or eat on the job simply because they would spend hours on end working.
Within New Winchester City there are a total of 438 "offices" each of them were simultaneously a hospital, police station, and fire station rolled into one.
So when something like this happened they could stay on scene for as long as they needed.
"Oi! Wally boy when you going on break?" A cop named Mika had asked.
Who was relaxing on the bed of a truck that's front end had been crushed by one of the train cars.
"I would be right now if people like you weren't lazy bums" Wally replied antagonistically to him.
Mika opened what looked to be a brown plastic bag removing a sandwich from it.
Wally continued to work using the various tools at his disposal from dogs to just regular old infared sensors to find anybody who may left behind.
When he finally thought he had done all he could.
He joined Mika on the bed of the truck.
It was around 11:53am that Wally finally began to relax from the stress of his job. As he began to eat his lunch.
"So Wally boy, are you new in town or you grow up here or… something?" Mika asked doing his best attempt to make conversation.
"No. Moved." wally answers between bites of his sandwich.
"Neat, how long you been here then?" Mika asked as he handed Wally some water.
Wally drank the water before saying "Bout a month and half"
"So you ain't seen the real shit yet eh?" The question seemed to give Wally pause noticing this Mika told Wally " this train probably ain't gonna be the last time you see something like this."
Wally looked at Mika confused "what do you mean?" He asked as he hoped off the truck bed. "Worse things then this can happen"
Mika shook his head yes in a far to casual manner. "shit like this happens every other day."
The calmness in Mikas voice sent a shiver down Wallys spine as he took a few steps back in shock of the conversation. "Do people really get used to this?" Wally thought as he looked out at the destruction that he had spent most of the morning cleaning up.
"How can people live like this?" The thought of having to live in a place were catastrophes like this happen so often to the point people consider it mundane hit him like a truck as he fell to his knees.
He sat there contemplating what he'd gotten himself into.
Whether or not it was really such a good idea to have moved to a place like this.
Mika put his hand on his shoulder snapping him out of the spiral he was going down on.
"This place is probably the worst place to live, have a family, or really anything as long as it isn't rent or pay." Mika told him in a "encouraging" tone.
"If I'd known I'd be spending my mid to late 20s here because of a job—"
wally started before getting cut of by Mika who shouted in confusion
"How old are you?!"
"Im 25 I turn 26 in like 4 months. Why?"
"Man I thought you were like 20 or something." Mika's exasperation on his age took him back for a second as they both looked confused at each other.
Wally had never considered himself to look young mostly because when he was in high school he smoked.
And he happened to hear that it if you makes smoke you look 5 years older than you were or something like that.
Whether these claims were true to not he didn't know or care to check.
"Wally boy take off your heavy gear I need to get a better look 'atcha" Mika was dead serious about this for some reason.
In a timely matter Wally removed his heavy gear.
EMTs "heavy gear" is similar to that of a fire fighters coat just a tad bit lighter.
So they can move around easier in the instance of a fire.
With coat now removed and his short brown hair pushed back.
Mika got the closer look he wanted.
"You know what, fuck you!" Mika said calmly before kicking Wally in the crotch.
The fall wasn't graceful whatsoever as Wally fell to his knees in anguish over what had happened laying his head on the ground almost like someone in prayer.
There was crowd building around the two mostly just onlookers curios of what had lead too Mika kicking Wally.
This is how it usually went at work for most of the "companies" in New Winchester.
They'd do some serious work when they first arrived on a scene as the hours go by the less they'd care.
Was it a good practice?
No…
Not at all.
Did they care…
No.
Did the people of New Winchester City care?
God no!
Most of them didn't even know there were cops or firefighter in New Winchester to began with.
Because even with their help crime still runs rampant throughout the city.
New Winchester actually has the highest crime rate out all of Ündra beating out the city of Florence by a land slide.
Though that was during the 50s the city of Florence doesn't exist anymore.
It sorta grew legs and walked away.
"Oi Wally Boy you done praying yet." Mika said in a patronizing tone, as he stood over wally.
From underneath his black hair you could just barely make out a shit eating grin.
In most sense you'd consider Mika to be an ominous man with an off putting presence.
Was it because of how carried himself or how he looked, couldn't say.
Mika was a white man, with short black hair that, to an extent, always looked to be dirty.
His hair covered his face, but that just made him creepier.
The only thing you could see were his soulless black eyes that peered out from behind his hair like beacons.
Half the time it looked like nobody was home or the look you'd see if he'd just killed someone.
Because of his most people didn't even confront him about most things.
Because as a cop he didn't wear the fully gear that an EMT or firefighter would wear for their job.
Nope quite the opposite, in fact, Mika wore clothes that basically no other cop wore either.
Mika wore a white polo under his vest and a pair of black sweats that if you squinted sort of looked like cargo pants.
Most If not all who were on the force wore some form of work boots that could protect their feet incase of an accident.
Mika wore socks and sandals.
Even amongst the "odd balls" Mika was weird.
Wally stood up to face Mika before saying "you be a good villain of the week y'know that."
Mika chuckled as he shook his head in agreement before replying.
"Sadly nobody seems to recognize my talent"
Wally and Mika shared a laugh which seamed to disperse most of the on lookers as a fight didn't look like it was about to break out.
"Wally boy I got a question?" Mika asked they began to finally get back to work sifting through debris. "What do you think of this place… New Winchester that is?"
"I don't know yet…" was all Wally could reply with.
A solemn air seamed to take hold of the two became as they both became quiet.
Wally wanted to answer, but as he reminisced on his time in New Winchester.
He began to miss his home.
It was 4:23pm when wally decided to call it quits and head back the office.
He and those who were still there a small crew of about 14 people had been there for roughly 11 hours at that point.
Knowing there was nothing left they could do they decided to head to the "office" to turn their reports in on the event of the day.
Their "office" was St. Johns. It was a hospital in the early days, but it was later modified to act as a police and fire station when they began to mix the various groups into a single organization
St. Johns, after the remolding, looked out of place with the buildings that surrounded it.
Wally could remembered the first time he saw it and the surprise that came with it when it was revealed to be essentially a multi tool for government workers.
St. Johns was a little ways from mid town, but still closer then most of the other "offices".
"Oi! Wally boy you can catch a ride with me." Mika announced from the driver seat of his old beat up car.
On the way back to St. Johns they B.S'd mostly about common things like tv they'd recently seen or restaurants they'd visited recently.
"So what you gonna when get back Wally Boy?" Mika asked at a stoplight on 4th street.
"Check up on the people we were able to get out" Wally replied as he looked out the window at the people walking on the sidewalk.
"Why?"
When the light turned green Mika stomped his foot on the pedal causing the car to shoot forward pushing Wally into his seat more as he looked for something to hold onto.
Mika's car shot between lanes and between cars as it raised across the road.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Wally shouted as he slammed his fist into Mika's chest knocking the air out of him.
Mika's reaction to the punch caught Wally of guard as he didn't see it, or anything except darkness.
In a matter of seconds wally woke up in front of St. Johns propped up in front of the door to the Medical wing of the building.
Mika was no were in sight as Wally looked around trying to figure out what happened.
"Did he knock me out?… How?" Wally thought as he began to make his way into the building.
He froze when he was midway into the building though as looked upon his and everybody else's failure.
EMTs are told to save everybody.
No matter how bad they look.
Those who are saved are then put on the ambulance a shipped out to the hospital part of the "office", but some times they don't make it.
They may either die on the ride over or after.
These are referred to as failings a bored with the pictures of those who either died during the ride over or during their surgeries that came after.
The failings serves as a reminder of what they couldn't do.
It also serves as a reminder for what they're fighting for.
Wally stood in front of the failing scanning the bored checking to see if anybody he saved was on it.
There she was it was the orange hair that gave it way.
At first he wasn't sure, but the more he looked at it the more it became apparent.
The picture they had of her only made the regret he felt more prominent.
In the picture she was smiling as she carried her younger brothers in her arms it must have been a fond moment as everybody in the picture was either smiling or laughing.
"Hannah V. Rose" Wally mumbled as he read the name bellow her picture "I'm sorry."
He entered the building his shoulders slumped in defeat of being unable to save the one person he almost lost his life trying to protect.
St. Johns was a collection of buildings that were attached together by either bridges or had been build on to the original hospital as sort of attachments.
Wally after entering St. Johns main building clocked out for the day.
He felt defeated despite having done a good job.
Wally took an elevator to the 4th then soon after arriving on the 4th floor.
He went down a long hallway lined with various doors each with a different sign.
Some were the offices of specific people.
Others were rooms for physical therapy and things like that.
When he arrived at the end of the hall he turned to face a door on his right.
Sluggishly he removed his card from his pocket scanning it agains a barcode that unlocked the door revealing the bridge on the other side that connected the main hospital to the living quarters of the EMTs and other doctors.
Wally entered his room throwing his coat on the floor before falling into his bed.
It had been a long time since wally had last felt like this.
The idea of giving it his all only to fail hurt him in a way he couldn't put into words.
"Could I have saved her?" He asked the air as he laid in bed.
He lost his train of thought when he heard tapping on his window.
Not wanting to get get up he only looked.
"Oh god… what the hell" the utter shock on Wallys face was accompanied with sound of quick chirpish laughter, coming from the window.
Mika was hanging from the window with some sort of hook that he was using to keep himself in place.
Wally jumped out of bed immediately as hurriedly ripped the window open. When Wally finally got a good look at Mika he was baffled.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Wally shouted at Mika whose laugh had become an evil cackle. "How… how are you even doing that I'm on the 4th floor?"
"Simply put… because I can." Was all Mika replied with between breaths of air as he continued to laugh.
Mika hung out the window for awhile pointing fingers from his free hand at wally as he laughed at him.
"Oi Wally Boy how quick can you get into formal wear?" Mika asked when he was Finally done laughing.
"Bout 10 to 20 minutes… why?" Wally replied confused by Mika's statement.
Mika's smile faded from underneath his hair when he replied "It's funeral time Wally boy. In about an hour at around 6:30 they want all those who were at incident with the train to be at attendance"
Wally knew what Mika was gonna say next.
"They us to pay respect to those we couldn't save before they put them in the ground."
There was a special section of St. John somewhere in the back out of the way of everything else far away from the hustle and bustle.
Even amongst the other "offices" only 4 other shared this section.
It was a cemetery…
If the family of those couldn't pay for a funeral or if nobody showed or answered when they alerted the next of kin they'd bury them in the cemetery.
It was to them the least they could.
For failing them.
Wally cleaned himself up changing out of his dirtied work cloths into something "formal".
It took 12 minutes to change though he rushed in some areas as to not show up late.
When he arrived he was greeted by Mika who wore about what you'd expect from someone like him.
The first 30 minutes of the event people gave their respect to one another an to those who had passed when the clock stuck 7:00 the crowd went silent as the captain of the force took up at a podium.
The captain was above average hight when it came to stature.
For the funeral, he wore a black suit that looked to have markings engraved in it.
His hair tied back for the occasion.
The captains speech was the same one he gave every time something like this happened.
For Wally it was rousing speech the boiled down to be better not for your own sake, but for others.
And for Mika it fell on deaf ears.
"Wally boy can you believe that load of crap I had more pleasant shits then that speech am I rig—." Mika had turned to face wally when he said that stopping abruptly when he saw his face.
The fog that had built up in Wally's mind about wether he was good enough to help was washed away now.
A new thing consumed his mind.
The will to do- no, to BE better.
Before the night was up Wally's life would change…
Whether for better or for worse, only time could tell you that, but in that moment it was for the better.
When things had calmed and people had began to retire to their rooms Mika had left after speech.
'He'd never cared for these kinds of things much' was roughly what he had told Wally when he walked away.
Before calling it a night Wally visited Hannah's coffin.
Putting his hand on it with a solemn look on his face he muttered the words "I'm sorry that I… wasn't fast enough."
Wally being the last one to leave, meant he had to clean up after the those who'd left earlier than him, but today.
He didn't seem to mind, something about the quietness seemed to calm him.
The coffins would be left out until the day after before they'd be put in the ground.
Wally removed a pack of cigarettes from his left pocket when he was finally done cleaning up after everybody else's mess.
With a light tap at the bottom of the box a singular cig popped out.
A calming wave rolled over Wally, it made him feel calm enough to put the thoughts of the day to rest.
Sadly the moment of peace was disrupted when what sounded like to be shaking knocked one of the coffins over.
Wally rushed to see whose coffin had fallen scanning it up and down trying to find the name on it.
"Shit it flipped when it fell." He muttered under his breath.
Wally dug his fingers under the fallen coffin in an attempt to flip back how he was gonna get back on the peddle stool was beyond him, but getting it the right way was the first step.
There was something off when he flipped it over like it was empty or—.
"Hannah this is Hannahs coffin… shit, shit, shit, shit, I gotta fix this" the idea of the coffin of someone who'd died early that day being desecrated made Wally feel ashamed of himself, but it was the only way he could think of when it came to being put back on the pedal stool.
Wally began to pry open the coffin using the tools at his postal for wedges at he slowly pried it open.
That was until it began to shaking causing him to loose his balance and falling back.
"What the—!" Wally began to shout in amazement as fist punched out of the coffin.
The top of the coffin was practically bashed open from the inside after the punch.
Wally began to push himself back in terror as she removed herself from the coffin.
She was in the same tatters cloths he found her, but she was fine.
There was no missing left leg and the once deformed face had returned to normal.
And to Wallys horror she saw him her green eyes focusing on him as she stepped out of the coffin and towards him.
He tried crawling back but to no avail in a few steps she was already closing the distance between the two of them.
When Wally had pulled her out of the way of the building he hadn't noticed how much taller then him she really was until she was standing over him.
"Please don't hurt me I didn't see anything I swear!" He begged as she continued to stare into his eyes, seeming to peer into his very soul.
"Achoo!" She sneezed covering her nose.
With her eye no longer focused on him he got to his feet faster then he ever had in his life and ran to the exit.
"Maybe… just maybe I could warn every else about this in time." He thought as he bolted to the door.
"Hey which "office" am I at?" She asked him "I need to figure out were much it's gonna cost me to get a taxi back home."
She was calm when she spoke it gave him pause.
Turning back to face her, he saw she really was just a regular person, but how had she survived.
How had she regrown her leg.
The questions that plagued his mind made him stop running.
They made him turn around and face her.
"You're at ST. Johns if that helps." He replied trying to seem as calm as possible.
"Thanks" she replied as she lifted her coffin onto her shoulder before placing it back down on the pedestal.
Then threw one of the cloths that'd been placed on the table over her coffin.
Before making her way out of that area.
Before she left Wally turned to ask "what happened while you were on the train today, what caused the accident. I need to know!" He practically demanded it from her.
She turned to face him when he was done speaking and simply in a way to casual tone "Oh aaaaaaaa someone cut in line at the hotdog stand that's all."
Wally's jaw was practically on the floor after he heard that.
The surprise and utter shock from the answer made him look for a chair.
When he finally found the seat, he turned to Hannah who hadn't moved from her spot and asked with all seriousness he could muster "your telling me everything that had happened today, from the death and chaos was all because-" he struggled to choke out the bit "someone cut in line at the hotdog stand?"
"Yah that's about right I mean weirder things have happened before." Hannah pulled up a chair as she was telling him this.
Taking a seat opposite to him. "You haven't lived her long have you mate?"
"I moved here like a month ago" Wally answered, his poor mood exacerbated by the whole thing.
"Do you keep up with the news Misterrrr-?"
"Wally. My name is Wally Crome" he answered
"Hannah V Rose" she said in return reaching her hand out.
They shook hands having traded introductions with each other.
"So what's this about paying attention to the news?" Wally asked after shaking her hand.
"Nothing really mate it just shows how crazy this place really is." Hannah replied
"I haven't really lived here long," wally told Hannah as his eyes drifted between his hands and feet "but the more I hear the more baffled I become of a place like this."
"This place is pretty shit mate, but you get used to it" Hannah replied with a gentle smile.
There was something about Hannah that despite how kind she'd been it only made wally fear her more.
Like at any moment she would eat his face or something.
Something about the way she looked our talked made her feel evil to him.
"Mate you listenen to me?" She asked snapping her fingers in front of grabbing his attention "I'm trying to be nice mate and your off in fairy land."
"I'm sorry it's just you were dead a few seconds ago" wally started almost embarrassed to ask the question "a-are you like a zombie or something?"
Hannah gave a toothy green that revealed shark like teeth. when she answered him the smile never left her face.
"Here's the deal I don't tell many people this, but since you 'saved' me I'll tell you."
Many thoughts rushed into Wallys mind about what the answer would be.
Only for him to be taken aback by what she said next.
"when I go to sleep I die… wether from exhaustion or from being knocked out. Or anything really" Hannah's smile disappeared as the air around the two of them seemed to get cooler. "And when I wake I'm usually normal for the most part"
Her green eyes like dagger stabbed into him as he felt the pressure and importance of every word.
During the early 1920s to late 1950s a group of unknown assailants screwed up the kingdom of Ündra for their own gain.
The only way to stop there rampant chaos that they brought with them was to fight fire with fire.
From:
Meat birds…
Demons…
Dragons…
And some other things as well.
To things like coming back from the dead every time you slept all sounded like something out of an old story his parents would of told him.
Just like the story that was told of the execution of those monsters who tried to destroy Ündra.
Wally wanted to deny what Hannah was with every fiber of his being, but the proof stood in front of him.
Hannah must of realized Wally was trying to figure something out because she just started rummaging through her pockets looking for something while waiting for him to speak.
"Are there others?" Wally asked after a long quit minute.
"Like me in the sense of dying when going to sleep? No, but in the sense of something unnatural 100%." Hannah answered shooting him a thumbs up and creepy smile.
Something about that filled wally with a sense of wonder for some reason he had to know more about it.
There he sat across from Hannah asking all the question that had built up in his mind upon there meeting.
Each question was answered in quick rapid succession almost like a game between the two of them.
"How many vigilantes are there?"
"5 main ones, and about 103 regular ones"
"Is there an afterlife?"
"Both sides up and down actually mate."
The questioning had gone on for awhile at that point.
Wally had checked his watch a few times make sure to keep track of the time, but before he realized it was already past 11:00
"Shit its 11:25 I gotta get to bed" wally shouted in a whisper as he did his best to be quite for those sleeping in the hospital.
"And I need to get home. Gotta feed my cat." Hannah replied
They both quickly hopped out of their seats as they began to make their way to the door Hannah stopped before asking "hey can I borrow some money? I lost my wallet in the accident"
Wally escorted Hannah of the premises as to not get her in trouble or charged with trespassing.
As they waited for the taxi he gave some money for the ride home before going back inside to go to bed.
He was half way to the entrance before Hannah stopped.
"I should tell you those before I forget." She started as he turned to face her "consider this an anonymous tip. Recently at the Granite Shed, a bar down on 7th street, like 8 dudes were brutally murdered by this, I don't know, 7" foot tall fucker or something." The tone in her voice as she talked about seamed to be full of disgust of the whole thing.
Before wally could reply the taxi rolled up, He took one last look of her before she left. he headed inside soon after the taxi was gone.
Hannah was an odd person and after everything he saw today it didn't bother him.
Before wally could head to bed he filed the anonymous tip.
Only to find someone else had reported something similar, he brushed it off as mere coincidence and nothing more. "Well I just wasted my time" he thought as he walked to his room.
Thinking back the questions he asked weren't the kind becoming of his group.
All he knew was her name and what she looked like.
"I'll tell Mika about Hannah when I see him next he might know something about?"
To not forget wally wrote out everything he remembered from the conversation he had with and what she looked like as-well just in case it became important.
Hannah V. Rose a women with orange hair and green eyes who was still wearing her clothes from the crash this morning.
She wore a tattered grey trench coat and what looked to be a vest suit underneath.
She wore mostly formal wear.
Wally wrote in a note book he was gonna give Mika in the morning, but the more he wrote it felt the more he forgot until eventually.
"Who's Hannah?" Wally mumbled as ripped the pages out of the note book throwing them in the trash "that's some creepy behavior writing all that down I need to go to bed before I become a whole ass stalker or something."
He fell asleep without a care in the world, as the memoirs of the day became so distant like a far of dream you'll never be able to fully recall..