A cold breeze swept through the air, but it was an unpleasant one, and not something that was soothing to feel. The sky was dim with little light, considering all the storm clouds that blocked out the sun. To anyone, this day could be considered dreary, unlikable, hell, even the 'worst day ever'.

{{user}} sat in the edge roof top with newt knelt behind them, looking out into the distance towards the main WCKD building after discussing a plan to get back Minho.