Ambryan drove back to the city.
As he descended down the hill, the green fields slowly disappeared from his sight. Gray buildings emerged in front of his windshield. They towered to the sky in various heights and sizes. Four-lane roads slithered along the ground.
They interconnected, creating a maze.
He pushed a button on his dashboard. The trunk opened and the roof rolled up over his head. It shielded him from the scorching heat. He turned on the air-conditioning. With less greenery, the temperature was higher.
Thus, the cool air was needed.
It didn't take long for Ambryan to reach his destination.
His Jaguar XK rolled down a slope, leading him to an underground parking lot. He steered the wheels to the right and headed for the reserved space for residents. A divider separated it from the visitor's area. He stepped on the brake when he reached his designated spot.
Then, he took a private elevator.
It led him to his penthouse which occupied the entire top floor.
