NiGHTS crouched beneath the window and balanced on her hind legs in order to bat against a window pain, giggling at the gasps she heard inside. If they were real, she wondered, would she be doing this? Would she care, at all? She did prank people and chase them about sometimes; would it have mattered, when the darkness filled the city so strangely and thoroughly?

Maybe, she decided. She didn't usually like this sort of game, anymore; it was more the sort Jackle would have played, or perhaps Reala. But this...

Something was certainly different about tonight. Surely it wouldn't do a terrible amount of harm to scare some silly old civilians who were really nothing more than dolls.