GUESS WHO'S BACK, BACK AGAIN. WHITEY'S BACK [narration] [action]
Raiden had been through a lot lately. What turned into an innocent Christmas break became a mission of epic proportions with a whole lot of mind fuckery.
Smash Academy was just a dream. He had been convinced of that. But it seemed so real... Then again, so much of Big Shell had as well. It was difficult to discern the two anymore, other than Raiden knew for a fact he was currently heading south with a mission in mind.
Hopefully, he could find Olga's child, wherever he ended up going.
...Hopefully he wouldn't end up getting lost instead.
"...Where am I now?" He asked the cold air around this bus station. His breath drifted as he clutched his jacket and backpack, wishing he had brought more provisions with him. Or a bike or something. Man, if only he had that cool car. That was a dream too, damn it.
Hopefully he wasn't far from wherever this anonymous tip-off was pointing him to. Somewhere warmer.