Disguises

When I finally left the room, I tried to loosen the skin tight clothes this person had. Whoever lived here was a scrawny person, and I stretched out the plain black shirt, tying the strings on the sweatpants. The owner of the house really was a glamorized person, as the clothing was some of the most outlandish outfits I'd ever seen.

Even the simple clothes that I wore now were flashy, with a red glittered dragon on the back, and the ends of the sweatpants having rhinestones on them.

The shoes were running shoes, and I threw all of my clothes away, momentarily mourning it, before the feeling of being clean since leaving base came upon me.

Nova was tying her shoes, plain black running shoes, and she had worn an all black tracksuit. I hadn't realized until now that she was thinner than when she first left.

And with the look in her eyes, she looked more haunted than before. I wondered if she was thinking about Zomb, and the failure of this rescue mission.

Who was I