Morning, 1985, 6:23. You were sitting on a bench in a completely empty city, well, almost empty. There were some people walking along the street, as if they were made of plastic and they looked exactly the same. Suddenly, you hear someone's footsteps, directed in your direction.It was some guy, with black hair and green at the ends. Then the standard, shirt, tie, but strangest of all he had no shoes, and his pants were long, wool and green.

”Hey...want to talk a little bit?”