As the day drew to a close, the sun gradually descended beneath the horizon, its vibrant light fading rapidly. Shadows crept across the city, enveloping streets and buildings in a smothering dusk.
The once bustling energy of the daytime hours slowly dissipated, and the familiar sounds of traffic and lively chatter dwindled into a hushed silence. Only the occasional voice or vehicle now disturbed this tranquil atmosphere.
Amidst this encroaching darkness, little points of illumination emerged like flickering beacons, streetlamps and windows began to glow one by one, casting a warm and inviting light onto the dimly lit streets.
"It's time," Lynn murmured to himself as he observed the transformation of the cityscape from his window. He had been waiting for this moment.
Inside the rental unit, he prepared himself for the long night ahead. He intended to use the cover of darkness to infiltrate the lawless realm of the abandoned district once more.
This time, he knew that exercising extreme caution was paramount. Rummaging through his inventory, he gathered the necessary items for the upcoming trip.
That place was dangerous enough under normal circumstances. Still, with the mysterious black-market gates scheduled to open in less than three days, the already volatile area was bound to descend into further chaos.
This rare event acted as a magnet, attracting individuals from all walks of life who were enticed by the allure of forbidden goods. It would draw out the most dangerous elements from every corner.
It would attract not only common folk but also extraordinary individuals. The promise of acquiring rare artifacts or substances was too enticing for many to resist. It was akin to dangling a juicy steak before a pack of ravenous wolves.
Lynn first donned the nondescript black pants and jacket ensemble that provided an inconspicuous appearance. Next came the sturdy boots, followed by the gloves that shielded any glimpse of skin.
Once the core outfit was in place, he wrapped the dark hooded cloak [Veil of Shadows] around himself. As the silky fabric settled over his frame, its magic immediately took effect, dimming his presence.
Last but not least, he lifted the [Faceless Mask] from his inventory, carefully securing it over his features, transforming them completely. Casting a glance at the faint reflection in the window, he nodded at the unfamiliar visage staring back at him.
Satisfied with his preparations, he stepped out into the dusk-cloaked streets. Immediately, his senses heightened, on alert for any anomalous sounds or movements signaling danger.
The old neighborhood was deserted at this late hour. Only the faintest whisper of a cool breeze could be heard rustling dead leaves down the cracked pavement.
Keeping to back alleys where possible, Lynn navigated the route to the abandoned district with stealth. He had memorized the layout of the area, knowing the most concealed and hidden paths.
Occasionally, he used [Shadow Step] to avoid being noticed by unwanted eyes. Activating the ability the [Veil of Shadows] granted, his body seemed to dissipate, blending seamlessly into the darkness around him.
Soon enough, the familiar dilapidated buildings marking the outskirts of the abandoned district rose before him. This time, he navigated past the armed guards patrolling the perimeter with ease.
Under the cloaking effect, he passed by them unseen, nothing more than a fleeting whisper of darkness. Their vigilant eyes scanned past his vague silhouette without pause.
One person's gaze lingered a moment too long, and a flicker of uncertainty crossed his face. "Did you see that?" he muttered under his breath to his companion.
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Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor
FantasyA mysterious countdown timer shattered Lynn's reality, blurring the boundaries between the ordinary and the extraordinary When the nightmare chooses you, the only way to escape is to become stronger. It is both a danger and an opportunity. 【 Welcome...