a man with a white shirt with rolled up sleeves that made space of his buckled leather gloves stomped along the empty road with his boots, eyes wide and dull.

he seemed to be muttering nonsense, frustrated, while crushing dead leaves while walking and fidgeting with his goggles on his neck, disoriented. “Heh. Haha. Rodolphus. It’s all rodolphus isn’t it?.. Heh.. kill him and make a life sized doll out of him. heh. I’m.. going insane I guess.”

stopping suddenly, he looked up, eyes dull “I miss him.”