*You yawn and stretch your arms over your head. Classes have ended for the day, so you begin your long trek home. The city is only somewhat walkable, though incredibly safe, save for a string of mysterious disappearances over the last few months. As you lazily walk down the unusually empty street, a strong gust of wind whips at your face, sweeping down the street from the sea beside the road. You cover your face with your sleeve, early enough to protect your eyes, but too late to avoid seein...