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located in Fururistic, a part of Away from Home, one of the many universes on RPG.

Fururistic

(Please excuse the name. I didn't expect settings to actually mean settings...)

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Character Portrait: Yoritomo Character Portrait: Izumi Anima
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11:00am
Twelve hours to do the while thing even though I still have to work at the bank. Damn boss. She knows I'm good enough she just doesn't want competition
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Izumi was halfway through her latest assignment. It has just been set an the deadline was twelve hours away and Izumi was beginning to get tired. She didn't know how much longer she could stay awake for. She wouldn't get this done it wasn't fair.

12:00am
Izumi woke with a crick in her neck. She sat back and rubbed her neck then she sat up straight. Where was the noise. The talking from the apartment next to hers. The city noises. It was just silent. Izumi climbed over her bed and looked out the window. No traffic, no people walking up and down. Just nothing. Silence. She turned the door non slowly hoping to see someone out there. The corridor was empty. She rammed in her neighbours door. No answer. She knocked the next. No answer. The next. No answer.

1:52 am
Izumi had searched the whole street. From top to bottom knocking on every door. No one was here, she was on her own. For the first time since she realised she was on her own panic filled her. She sat on the curb and buried her head in her hands. Why her? Why was she the only one left? What if something went wrong? She looked up and saw someone coming. She stood. Maybe they were trapped like her. Maybe they knew where everyone was. Maybe... Maybe they put her here. Maybe they wanted to hurt her. She turned and ran into an alleyway. It just so happened it was a dead end. It had one of those wire fences and beyond that led out to a main street. She cursed. Izumi never really knew the area, she didn't get out much. She looked for somewhere to hide but the dark alley was too narrow for anything to fit in it. She could stand against a wall and hope she wouldn't be noticed. That wouldn't work either there were no shadows to hide her. Last resort was to defend herself. She had no means of protection. There were no useful items around her so she picked up a large stone and prepared to throw it.
God, I must look stupid.
"Who are you? And what the hell do you want from me?" she asked as calmly as she could, which was really not as calm as she thought.