Re: Anarchy Nomic
09-23-2011, 02:20 AM
Darkness consumed an alley, nearly obscuring the blindfolded man stumbling drunkenly down it. He wore a tattered, pale blue T-shirt, along with a pair of short jeans that had violent rips along the bottom.
A dumpster loomed in front of him out of gloom, but he dodged it easily without removing the blindfold. A serrated knife glinted at his belt as he danced around the dumpster.
Pip, as the blindfolded man was known, wandered into the middle of the town. Although it was nearly midnight and the moon was high in the sky, he did not appear to be bothered by the darkness, nor by the strange looks he received from a few other night owls who had decided to take a walk around the town that night.