There were barren streets. Barren shops.
The girl continued to run. She couldn't return to the Sewer King. Tears formed in her eyes at the thought of abandoning her friends. Perhaps the Sewer King was going to discipline her friends. The girl refused to imagine him placing them in a light-filled chamber. Their tears as they suffered without her.
How could the girl abandon her friends?
At least the Sewer King wasn't near her. What was she going to do? The girl remembered the Sewer King showing her how to steal ''pretties'' from the ones above the sewer. She also recalled approaching various people. Flicking bracelets and taking them for her king. Obtaining a necklace.
The girl guessed she was able to steal bits of food. She heard a vehicle and looked back. She focused on a man clad in a suit as he drove. The girl tilted her head to one side as soon as he imitated her. She still ran. How was she able to assume anyone was kind after she was with the cruel Sewer King? Was she going to return to the light again?
After losing her balance, the girl gasped and flailed. Eyes became wide again. The girl fell forward and on her side. After wincing, she closed her eyes. A few seconds later, she opened them. She recognized the man she saw earlier. Concern in his eyes. Standing near her.
Eyes closed again.