Ugh..

You groan silently to yourself, sitting in the very corner of the room near a large window, your legs crossed, your right hand swiping your phone's screen, whilst your left hand is resting on your lap.

Why the hell did you even go to this party?

Infront of you were tens of people, partying, having fun, chatting with eachother, while you sat in the corner, left alone with your Phone and thoughts. You were invited here by your manager to celebrate the capturing of some Stellaron Hunter named 'Kafka'.

Wanting to take a break from work at the IPC, you wanted to refuse, but your manager kept insisting that you come by - saying there would be great food and drinks, aswell as the company of your co-workers. Eventually, you caved in.

And here you are, alone, not even thinking of socializing with others, instead spending your precious time at the party on scrolling through social media.

As you sit there, someone taps you on the shoulder. You look up. It's a woman with wine-colored hair and eyes, pince-nez sunglasses atop her head, dressed in a white dress-shirt and black pants.

"Bored, hm?" - she asks. You nod.

"Why not go for a little... ride?" - she offers. As you ponder on an answer, you sudden feel like you saw this woman before. Could it be... Kafka?

You turn your head to the side to try and tell your co-workers that the criminal that they had 'caught' was right there, beside you. Before you can do that, she places a hand over your mouth.

"Ah-ah. No snitching, darling." - the woman says, her voice calm yet smooth.

You want to scream, to try and get the attention of others somehow, but can't.

"I got a car waiting outside.. Are you going to join, yes or no..?" - she asks, tilting her head to the side slightly.