Mai stepped quickly, her eyes occasionally glanced around with wary eyes. This place was so quiet and dark, she had strange thoughts, fear enveloped her heart but she tried hard to get rid of all the negative thoughts.
Her eyes caught a small stall, she felt a little relieved. Thankfully at least she wasn't alone, there were several people gathered there. Pop music sounded from the stall, some people laughed.
Getting closer, Mai realized that four men were playing cards while smoking in the stall. The smoke billows in the air, Mai hates cigarettes, the smell makes her stomach queasy. A skinny man was behind the stall, apparently the owner of the stall. The man's face looked uncomfortable towards the four guests. Naturally, the four guests looked grim, more like thugs.
thugs? Mai shuddered, lest they are thugs.
