Night had fully seized the heavens, stretching its dark blanket across the horizon. The once-bustling streets were now bathed in an eerie glow, illuminated only by the flickering street lamps, neon signboards, and the soft escape of light from scattered windows. Shadows stretched long and thin across the pavement, shifting with the occasional breeze that rustled through the silent city.
After a few minutes, the bus lurched to a stop, sighing as its doors hissed open. A flood of passengers spilled onto the pavement, dissolving into the night. Among them, Felix and Milo stepped out, blending into the crowd, their footsteps swallowed by the rhythmic hum of distant engines.
Milo's gaze swirled around the area, his eyes darting between the dimly lit alleys and the silhouettes of hurried pedestrians, men in stiff suits, women clutching handbags, some lost in quiet conversations, others walking alone with shadows trailing behind them.
