Plague wally rested on the floor in his inanimate home, looking down at the floor and up at the window. The neighborhood had been silent for days now and plague was unsure why, the sky wasnt blue like it used to be and everything was pale and gloomy. Nothing here ever felt alive other than plague, it would be a surprise if he would ever meet one of his neighbors again. He was half blind and tended to take naps alot so maybe it was him who needed to get out of the house more.