In the middle of the night, my friend Wil packed up his sim and left. Our dark cathedral is gone, the bridge was dismantled and the sim passed back to Miss Serra.
I look out from my home and feel a little desolate that Undertow is no longer his home.
New neighbours have moved in. I am waiting to see what they do with the sim. I hope they fill it swiftly so that the emptiness doesn't stay as a reminder.