Resart-OCT

A green cloak runs through darkened streets and alleyways. Between large, black buildings the roads are lit only by pale, cloudless moonlight and signs of life from beyond windows. Shuffling feet softly rang out from both sides of the glass squares, with blinds blocking either from viewing one another. Where did they run off to? Was all that the cloak could think to himself. Advance sensors flipped between multiple spectrums of light from the goggles it viewed the world in. Visible, low light, UV, IR, but none showed anyone else along the streets. The cloak briefly humored the idea of even trying the x-ray vision, but that had long since proven to be a useless function in this world. Digital sonar picked up traces of something in the distance. Something he could follow. A small, spherical drone blinks at the cloak. Silent and unnoticed, it followed the runner’s vision until it found the same frequency the strange person was following. Flying off to follow, the cloak looked up and saw