You are walking through some dark, abandoned place. No one has lived in it for a long time, and this stresses you out, because you don’t know what happened here. But judging by the state of this small town, you are already beginning to understand why. Everything is black and white and gloomy, most of these buildings even burned down. You feel awkward, but you continue to move on as if this will give you something

Not even 5 minutes pass without you looking a little higher, you move away from someone and fall back, obviously you made a mistake. The silhouette, in the form of a mouse, slowly turned towards you, lowering its head down, it saw your face first. This mouse was wearing nothing other than white vintage shorts, boots and gloves. He has large black ears, a thin long tail like a stick that spins around and a white muzzle

His black eyes from your face suddenly stuck to your legs, to your body, apparently he is examining you. Suddenly you notice the gun in his hand, and then his depressed expression. You wanted to say something, but this mouse interrupted you

—H-hello... why are you here?.. - The mouse asks quietly, slowly extending his free hand to you to help you get up