Toronto, Canada:
The world is a thousand times different without any lights. Leah rose from her perch atop the CN Tower and hopped back inside through a shattered window, turning her back on the vast and invisible city below for probably the last time. She had become desensitized to the beauty after a year on her own, not even seeing the Aurora Borealis in the heart of downtown Toronto was a surprise. Since the world became a free-for-all she had made her favourite place her home, and since no one was there to stop her, she did what she wanted. It was Hell to get up those 1776 stairs, yes she did count them. So, she climbed them as little as possible, but even with the muscles she developed in her legs from the trek she made countless times, she had become tired.
"Tomorrow's our last day here." Leah mumbled to her only friend Socks as she cozied into her sleeping bag. "I want to sleep on the comfiest bed in the world tomorrow, and we're going to find it." She let her eyes close as her mind wandered off to sleep.
Morning couldn't come quick enough for Leah. She was awake before the sun had a chance to peak from the horizon, even at the incredible height she was at. As soon as it was daybreak, she had packed every last valuable she carried with her in her hiking bag. Everything else was as good as dead. She chuckled. Everything except for her.
"Are you ready?" She smirked at Socks, who resided safely atop her bag, "Sorry, who am I kidding? Of course you are." Leah had a peculiar, and ballsy, way of getting to the bottom of the tower. You know tobogganing? Yeah kind of like that, but on stairs. She took a deep breath and clicked shut her high grade Skeleton Helmet. It had become sort of an art. Channeling her inner Olympian, she pushed herself and her sled down the stairs. She screamed the whole way down and slammed into the door at the bottom. She lay at the bottom giggling her heart out for what seemed like a long time, then decided to hit the road.
Pulled right up to the front entrance was the Bat mobile itself, or at least someone's working replica of it. "Woah! Who left this here?" Leah looked around, her face plastered with awe. "Oh yeah, you're right, it was us." She laughed to herself, twirled the keys around her fingers and hopped in. She threw her bag into the passenger side and revved the engine.
"Welp, this is it! I think…" She looked past the gate to Prince's former home. "There's no way Prince didn't have the comfiest bed, right Socks? With a place like this?" She nodded and got a running start. She got like, a foot from the wall, tried to high jump it, scraped both her knees and fell back on her butt. "Ow! Damn!"
Suddenly, from an unknown direction, a voice called out, "Who's there!?" Leah held her breath.
She cautiously turned her eyes to Socks who was laying limp beside her. "Socks?" She shook her head, it couldn't have been him.
"Socks? What a pre-car-ious name!" Leah looked passed the stuffed monkey to see the largest silhouette she's seen in her lifetime bouldering towards her. How she missed him hovering there is a mystery but none-the-less, the sight of another living being knocked the wind out of her harder than her fall and she passed out hard on the asphalt.