Through The Wringer

After enjoying their morning, Alex and Kary prepared for their long day ahead. Leaving for the gym shortly after, Alex decided to go by the bank that had been robbed to see how things had re-established over there.

Reaching the front of the bank, he noticed additional guards were now standing on the outside of it, on the watch out for robbers, contrary to before. The window that the flying vault door had blown out the last time was already replaced, looking like nothing had ever happened.

Inside, where the guard had been splattered on a wall, everything was clean and like new, any sign of the robbery erased from existence. It was like nothing ever happened.

The people inside went about their business, uncaring that people, innocent people, had died barely a few weeks ago on the very floor they walked. Uncaring that a teenager, with reddened skin and horns sprouting out of his forehead, had tried ransacking the place before someone interjected.