This colorless world was truly a mystery that boggled the mind.
As he sat on the bench that overlooked part of the city's ports, he tried to imagine what they would have looked like were they colored like normal. He saw tiny shapes flopping about by the boats, and he assumed they were fish. Could the fishermen figure out what kind of fish they were without their colors?
He watched as people either frantically ran about the city, confused and afraid; or went along with their daily routine, seemingly oblivious to the state of the world.
It tickled his curiosity to find out who had done this.