Location: Downtown City, Streets
Time: Noon, Sun is at its highest point
"Devastation…Chaos…Ruin… This is what is left of DownTown Manta Carlos after Hurricane Daniel swept through the island." The Wraith states as he slowly pans his shoulder mounted camera to get powerful views of the aftermath of the hurricane. "This deadly occurrence has taken 50 innocent lives and more are still missing in the aftermath. The authorities and rescue crew are still hard at work, trying to remove debris while truing to fight the flooding water." Böse's deep voice sounds into the mic while he zooms in on policemen, firemen, paramedics, and civilians digging through a fallen building. An arm then becomes visible under the rubble and the rescue team begins to panic as they try to pull out the body that the arm belongs to to see if they can save the soul. "Is their work able to save those that have fallen?" The camera then stops zooming in on the face of a woman in her early 30's, which bares multiple bruises, cuts, scratches, and a large amount of blood. He eyes stare back into the camera. An expression of terror, helplessness, and lifelessness is all that remain in the wide eyes of the young woman who has just been pulled out.The camera then blacks out. "Or are their attempts futile?"
Böse stands up from his kneeling position causing his pants to be completely trenched from the flooded streets, and pulls the camera off his shoulders. He turns and walks away from the flooded streets of ruin to the point of the city that still remains standing, barely damaged, and has few puddles of water in the streets. A dark silhouette rises from the ground next to Böse and grabs the camera. "Drohung, why do they even bother? Everything under that collapsed building is no longer able to be saved, but why do they still fight for them?" Th shadow clone shakes its head and then begins to shrink into the ground along with the camera until both are back into the Wraiths shadow. "Still, the news team needed a documentary on this hurricane, its the only way to begin my rise back to the top." Böse continues to walk back to the Academy grounds as a group of high school boys sprint past him with wood, polls, and anything that can be used as a weapon from the fallen buildings. The boy in the back holds out his phone as if he were to record what it is they are doing. The Wraith lowers its head. "How pathetic."
Time: Noon, Sun is at its highest point
"Devastation…Chaos…Ruin… This is what is left of DownTown Manta Carlos after Hurricane Daniel swept through the island." The Wraith states as he slowly pans his shoulder mounted camera to get powerful views of the aftermath of the hurricane. "This deadly occurrence has taken 50 innocent lives and more are still missing in the aftermath. The authorities and rescue crew are still hard at work, trying to remove debris while truing to fight the flooding water." Böse's deep voice sounds into the mic while he zooms in on policemen, firemen, paramedics, and civilians digging through a fallen building. An arm then becomes visible under the rubble and the rescue team begins to panic as they try to pull out the body that the arm belongs to to see if they can save the soul. "Is their work able to save those that have fallen?" The camera then stops zooming in on the face of a woman in her early 30's, which bares multiple bruises, cuts, scratches, and a large amount of blood. He eyes stare back into the camera. An expression of terror, helplessness, and lifelessness is all that remain in the wide eyes of the young woman who has just been pulled out.The camera then blacks out. "Or are their attempts futile?"
Böse stands up from his kneeling position causing his pants to be completely trenched from the flooded streets, and pulls the camera off his shoulders. He turns and walks away from the flooded streets of ruin to the point of the city that still remains standing, barely damaged, and has few puddles of water in the streets. A dark silhouette rises from the ground next to Böse and grabs the camera. "Drohung, why do they even bother? Everything under that collapsed building is no longer able to be saved, but why do they still fight for them?" Th shadow clone shakes its head and then begins to shrink into the ground along with the camera until both are back into the Wraiths shadow. "Still, the news team needed a documentary on this hurricane, its the only way to begin my rise back to the top." Böse continues to walk back to the Academy grounds as a group of high school boys sprint past him with wood, polls, and anything that can be used as a weapon from the fallen buildings. The boy in the back holds out his phone as if he were to record what it is they are doing. The Wraith lowers its head. "How pathetic."