Pipes in brilliant greens seem to echo with the creatures that live inside them. The moon is bright, but the night is dark as you trudge through the array of twisting plastic. The hues of the pipes slowly shift to a light, artificial blue, and you keep walking, wary of what might be hiding within. They are all different colors, the pipes, and they seem to bend around each other in unnatural ways. From off in the distance, in the metropolis, you hear sirens. they wail, and you know they could belong to mimic drones or police cars. both will be hunting you right now. Finally, you come to the place you've been searching for. A huge pipe rests on it's side, wider than a skyscraper, and darker even than the night inside. You sigh. This is the only way to escape, you know. But you also know that what awaits inside might be much worse than what the police would do to you. But both of them will have to catch you first. You step in, and the plastic, hollow sound echoes away...
