Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy.
Em
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Ryder
Ryder, suddenly becoming very aware why no one else was eager to throw a party in this particular abandoned warehouse…
Eunomia
Eunomia, in search of greener pastures…
Astraea
Astraea, in her backyard, on Mount Olympus, presumably…
Farrah
Farrah, walking home alone from the only club that still stays open until sunrise, wearing the black ring…
Pasithea
Pasithea, suffering from insomnia…
Jillian
Jillian, either at a night club with a very specific theme, or at the base of Devil's Tower about to be taken on a hyperspace joyride…
Augusta
Augusta, haunted by the many ghosts of her childhood…
Elisa
Elisa, trying to figure out just what, exactly, this random street fair is celebrating…
Mila & Milana
Mila & Milana loved nothing more than to scare the crap out of hotel guests, lingering in the long hallways for hours, waiting for one unsuspecting innocent after another to come around a corner and spot them…
Jolie
Jolie observes an exhibit, and/or is herself an exhibit being observed…