"Ugh...it's the demon girl..." Someone said as they walked past me. I noticed him briefly, he had a really weirdly shaped nose. "Look away, dear! You might get cursed!" Another woman whispered intently; her hair was way too frizzy for my taste. Talk. More talk. And more idle talk again. Is this all that these people could do? Talk, talk, talk, talk...it's like their mouths are contraptions designed to endlessly work with a useless function. "People are so stupid, I swear..." I walked past the bridge, and was finally at a place with some sort of quiet.