Grey and Ricardo walked through neighborhood after neighborhood. Modern cities, ancient clay cities, you name it. But it had lost it's appeal. Ricardo was simply walking as straight as he could. Eventually the city would have to end, at least he hoped.

Ricardo also noticed something else as they walked. He wasn't hungry or tired yet. After all the walking and everything else that had happened recently, his stomach should have been aching. The sky also began to give him the creeps; it hadn't changed in the slightest since he arrived. 

All these thoughts circled around in Ricardo's head. The more he thought about them, the more he became agrivated. Finally, he took a deep breath and sighed; what would worrying accomplish? For now, he just needed to get out of this place.

The silence between the two men lasted a while before Ricardo realized that he knew little about his new companion. He glanced over to Grey as they walked. [b]"So, where are you from Grey?"[/b]